Besedila: Anathema. A Natural Disaster. Balance.

Glad to see you're wide awake
This is the great escape
From a life that tried to mould you
And the lie it sold you

What would you do?
What wouldn't you do?
What would you do?
What wouldn't you do?
What would you do?
What wouldn't you do?
What would you do?
What wouldn't you do?

Do you try to reason why?
Look yourself in the eye
What you are is all you've been
What will be is all you do now

What would you do?
What wouldn't you do?
What would you do?
What wouldn't you do?
What would you do?
What wouldn't you do?
What would you do?
What wouldn't you do?

Spill a tear as your sense of self slowly
Melts away
Melts away
Melts away
Melt away

Until death's mirror reflects
The meaning of our lives
Wander aimless and mesmerized
The fear starts to rise