The door is open
Now I’m running away
Comfort waits where I will seek
How to free a light for weeks

Can you see me now?
I’ve fallen near the end
Can you see me now?
You hold the end

Succumb to shock and fear
To a climate drawing near
Extending shadows that grip your mind
To whisper its doubt like one of a kind
One of a kind

Culture in jeopardy
A line drawn and feathering
Cut and spread, force feed the false ego
As you philosophize an enemy

Hallucinations dissolve into the floor
There’s no meaning anymore

I see
You are

Reading my mind back to me
It’s clear you are here
Whilst sharing the same air
I can disappear

–Loathe, “I Let It In and It Took Everything”–