The gravity of truth

Is the obligation of the absolute

Self-evident, unable to execute

So punitive a faith

A violent performance that your words create

Self-evident, unable to execute

Assimilate a mortal predilection

A paradox to your own existence

Absolute Reality weighs down

Upon the chasm

Of your persona

What would you sacrifice?

To your chosen enemy

For Absolute Reality

The ringing in your еars

The anxious you feel

The sweating of your palms

Do you know thе truth at all?

Am I drowning out the noise?

Do you feel the static now?

Is the clarity enough

This is how progression sounds

You could never find the answers

To the questions that you seek

Regression frozen to the cull

I am who holds the key

Absolute Reality

This is why we chose you