They find a way
Blind at heart
Forcing a vision of void
Constructing fraud
Synthetic souls
They burn but they never burn out
Absorb the defect
Of concepts produced
By obsurd visions of triumph
I need escape
Into a segment
That fuels a level beyond this
Find a way in emptiness
Reflect
Illusions of a sunrise
Absorb
Vacuum in their hearts
In this phase
We find ourselves alone
They find a way
But blind at heart
Enforcing a vision of void
Constructing fraud
Synthetic souls
They burn but they never burn out