The Fateful Hour - Our Empty Home, Gutted by the Flames Lyrics

That feeling of overwhelming fear
A coma like stasis devouring me
Irrational thoughts start to permeate
I am destroying myself

Entering a dark world
I see life defeated
Don't recognize myself anymore
Sinking, discouraged

My friends turn their heads
To see a familiar face
Will they turn away?
I hold my breath and wait
Trembling with unshakable fear
Embracing a new form

This desolate place
Can't be mine
I smash the mirrors
Can't stand my sight
And to the ones
That have been broken
Find compassion
You're not outnumbered

It's not easy to forget
A day of tragic assemblance
The smells, the taste
Too bad our memories can't be replaced

We seem alone, but not for long
Are we dreaming this
Subjective state of perception
We seem so alone, but not for long
Can we reach out and receive
Make contact with what's beyond

Worthless, vacant
Empty, transparent
Remember
Regression

I taste the burning ash
Hot death upon my breath
These widowed thoughts, lost minute
I rush around my mind
But I am standing still
Panic and confusion, typhlotic
Bow down to the shame I feel that's living upon my face
Shattered windows in the halls
I can feel the emptiness upon this home

Decompression
Isolation
Away from the poison