Down he goes!
With the same confliction
Unaware of which way's up
And only sinking faster
Treasures of the past
Present and future seem
Transparent as the air
That slowly thickens in his lungs
To breathe or to choke
The blurred line is getting harder to see
To breathe or to choke
It seems the choice has made for me
"It's in the air!"
The tortured soul tries to scream out
"I've searched the depths of my mind
But to no avail, I cannot find the
Answer that I need
To fill these lungs for one last time
I know I can live through this
I know I won't die"
Screaming and squirming and panic and manic
Six feet below but still right on the surface
Oh, will he ever unravel the labyrinth?
The coffin has been sealed shut
"There must be a way out, this can't be my fate"
He doesn't know he walks the line between life and the gate
The anger sets in!
When will he find the key?
His breathing only gets heavier
His life flashes before him yet again
With his dying breath, he cries out:
Dig me out
Dig me out
Designed for misery
Only temporarily
Breaking the mold
That chains him to reality
Only to be thrown back
Into this formality
What a torture it is to live
What a relief to die
The victim's reflection
Stares back at him through the water
His skin pale as the light
At the end of the void
"It's in the air!"
The tortured soul tries to scream out
"I've searched the depths of my mind
But to no avail, I cannot find the
Answer that I need
To fill these lungs for one last time
I know I can live through this
I know I won't die!"