Momentum of the Void - Psycroptic

A forgotten world

A forgotten time

Within these walls

We think we live

Numb to our surroundings

Dead to the outside world

Slaves of our own device

We all strive for simplicity

Yet complicating every moment

Our deepest instincts being lost

Submit to the bigger picture

They call it life

We know its lies

Consumed by an endless cycle

We hold onto moments

Tightening our grip

Living in the future

Forgetting the present

We all strive for simplicity

Yet complicating every moment

Our deepest instincts being lost

Submit to the bigger picture

They call it life

We know its lies

Consumed by an endless cycle

We hold onto moments

Tightening our grip

Living in the future

Forgetting the present

We hold onto moments

Tightening our grip

Living in the future

Forgetting the present