[00:28.29]In the end, everything is said. A state of mind one can only regret.[00:38.70]Touch truth but only skim perfection. Plunge beyond this painful deception.[00:48.45]There is a way for it all to happen, a riverbed where everything can flow.[00:51.93]Harsh memories scattered around, no promise on which to bestow[00:59.04]This world, a burden of pain[01:09.96]Asphyxiate this sickening state[01:10.65]Straight ahead to the place we belong. Looking back, it all seems so wrong.[01:35.40]There must be a way for us to see, and dive past each miscalculation.[01:44.85]Fear is the stone cold murdurer, the rampant virus contaminating[01:46.38]This world, a burden of pain[01:54.15]Asphyxiate to recreate