The Provenance - Frequencynic lyrics

An immediate horizon approached straight ahead Did we also lower us to the point of explanations? She came, simultaneously melting into a frequency, voluptuous A comfort disappearing as quick as me, away from anew light A circle in which I am dying An exit, a solution to a crossword of people who if they knew, their screams would fall onto deaf ears Just the same would scream at the pain. A nuanced shade in a black and white picture witch has been deprived of its greyscales A painful annoying laughter at existence Slides down my spine and devours all but the end A permanent background noise, fairly strong Disturbed us from outside Frequencynic gave in and left soundward the greyscale returned This circle in which I am dying This exit, this solution to a crossword of people Who if they knew, their screams would fall onto deaf ears Just the same would scream at the pain. We are the source of complexity in being, Composers of reality, multiple and none, Observers of the future, present and past, Prepare to encounter with your provenance