One world lost, lost world. one thought gained

Remained past the last sand of the monument

Stained my impression, and my diary page exposed the, truth hurts

My eyes strained with cautiousness, precautiousness

Pre-truth, i stand still as that same monument

Same vision of all i encounter

Foes close encounter but my willpower is nuclear

I stand clear, i lie clear, i stand here

Understand fear, overstand the estimation

Whole-hearted hesitation, habitat recreation

Comforting the countless span of the malfunctions zone

Counter-combined the wires with the throne

Double-pulled switch, double-edged sanity, swipe-card vanity

Massagonist, tick tock, the clock tick, tock

Run around the block

Parent community, center stage

Crowd whisper, front page, crowd whisper metaphor

Nothing more, nothing less than the test of time, travel

Time unravel, time unravels time and time again and again

It seems to be nothing more than echoes

But this world is not yours. return to somewhere

One world lost, lost world. one thought gained

This world is not yours, return to nowhere

One world lost, lost world. one thought gained

Monument word, absurd, my last breath

The weapons of the mind, tools dull, cold

Sharp witness, bold face, typed, hype, but signed in heli-type

But somehow not quite right

Crystal clear visions of grandure

This mountain top of the mild stone age

Mystic, ballistic testing my determination

To persevere between clouds and clear thoughts

Tears on the inside, smiles on the other side

One half of the current side, tracking my hands attacking my insides

The same ideas are the ones that i pray on

In red chicagos with a suit made out of rayon

Writing my name with a crayon next to yours on the display

One way, this way, this way

This world is not yours, return to somewhere

One world lost, lost world. one thought gained

This world is not yours, return to nowhere

One world lost, lost world. one thought gained