No more identity, no more desire
Now weak from dormancy, this heart’s lost its fire
So my incentive died, so I’m demoralised
Asleep behind waking eyes, fading into comatose

Falling through the astral plane, lost in purgatory
Flailing wings of disdain, condemn me so I cannot fly
Falling through the astral plane, never hear a scream
There’s no waking time in this astral plane

I can’t hear you
I can’t see you
I can’t feel you
I can’t break through
I don’t know how
I might fall down
I sense rain clouds
So I won’t try

No expectations, no way to defeat
Past procrastination, now please conquer me
It’s barely survival, this futility
Leave me in the gutter beyond the will to compete

This lethargy is calling you to come in from the light
Never thought to disappoint it
Pay the price for worshipping these walls that shield you from outside
Agoraphobia anointed

Blame my lamenting mind, blame my folly insides
This body now atrophied in everlasting comatose