Lyrics
[Intro] (A slow, weeping cello plucks a minor key melody over a dead-silent background. A heavy, mechanical bassline kicks in like a steady heart-rate monitor ticking at a low-velocity, rhythmic pace.) [Verse 1] When they start to draw the lines when the breath is sold away when sleep becomes a bit too real and night, the rented widow of the day [Verse 2] your jaded form, mapped and gauged to bail the arrest of cardiac truth the defiant heart, feels the fallacy of all this forced push-and pull on a pseudo loop [Verse 3] the down regulation begins, to sedate the breath lungs locked down in a labor of love that squeezes hearts like penniless lovers when they thought they had seen enough [Bridge] The plastic pipe, an iron seal, A digital break to read the strain, The lungs expand with inducted air A twilight sub-space masks the pain. [haunting solo] (The full band impacts with massive, heavy progressive chords. The vocals soar into a raw, intense delivery) We buy back time with plastic worth, and prolong the pain to never let go yet the body knows what has been wrought and sports a fight to end the show [Guitar Solo] (A slow-burning, intensely expressive guitar solo with heavy delay that feels like a conscious mind wandering through an endless, cold 1-minute orientation lag.) [Verse 4] The machine breathes on, the senses fade, the mechanized existence, day after day when sleep becomes a bit too real and death, just a definable moment kept at bay [Outro] (The drums and guitar slowly strip away. The cello returns, mirroring the intro melody. The rhythmic bassline slows down beat by beat, mimicking a system idling down to a complete standstill.) [End]