Can't tell how much is left I feel a prison but the gates are more complex I felt the impulse to set myself free But the night is long and full of uncertainty The night's indifferent to the violence of the meat Buried by the sounds of a foreign life Barely kept this long tongue untied Only language I perceived Was deceiving in my heart Was deceiving in my heart All dissolved space, I crave All that's ignored, distressed All they underestimate, I'll take I'm feeding from the lies of dead But in this clustered place Senses keen on imaginary taste Ochre mysteries rely on closing day When my own freedom never knows the end I don't recognize this gates But they keep reminding me today Of this futile bash to fully escape Through insighting and despair Through insighting and despair All dissolved space, I crave All that's ignored, distressed All they underestimate, I'll take I'm feeding from the lies of dead All dissolved space, I crave All that's ignored, distressed All they underestimate, I'll take I'm feeding from the lies of dead