deep into the blackest matter where no on can breathe where g forces rip out your lungs and your brain starts to freeze deprived of vital oxygen your mind starts to drift sinking into a sleep your pulse grows weak this form we live in is a fragile creation this euphoric sensation is liquid separation a flashback occurs right in front of your eyes the final moment if truth comes time never lies a memory retaining a love you had for life as cruel as it seems nothing ever seems to go right this form we live in is a fragile creation this euphoric sensation is liquid separation deep penetration a dying sensation in sight your blood stops to flow and now your body lets go colder and colder your hands turn to ice casting a shadow your soul sees the light retrovision is so misgiven retrovision too late for decision this form we live in is a fragile creation this euphoric sensation is liquid separation this form we live in is a fragile creation this euphoric sensation is liquid separation