Surface the Infinite Dark Tranquillity

It starts below the bile and the burning darkness in the recipe, a fire of the soul
To paralyze and stranglehold, disable the design
The remnants of reality, in our measured time, is torn apart

We carry our fear inside, a space that holds the darkness
We stretch our skin around to cover the abyss

The smirk on our reality at the future we foresee
Blood that seeks redemption, in endless nights of sin
Stays with the spears that pierce the blinding sun
We heard from the heralds of grief, that nothing remains

We carry our fear inside, a space that holds the darkness
We stretch our skin around to cover the abyss

Breaks into day, upsets the system
It's in our nature to bear the hidden to the end

[Guitar Solo]

What if this feeling contains a truth?
What if our dreams give away to the dogma of old?
What lost desires can be found?

No shelter, no barriers between
What's already inside betrays what the surface holds
We wear our lives on wires and dust
Like demons of the lost, still wrapped in our own confusion, the call of the abyss