Mental Prolapse by Rings of Saturn Lyrics

The will to survive is fueled by simple primal instincts
The mind self implicating your consciousness to view the core structure of a so called reality
Inability to explore certain dimensional planes
A topological abyss
By observing you can all create
You all create
Loathsome creatures, you are worthless

The will to survive is fueled by simple primal instincts
The mind self implicating your consciousness to view the core structure of a so called reality
Inability to explore certain dimensional planes
A topological abyss
By observing you can all create
You all create

Complexity so metaphysically distant from humanity, those to witness all hallucinate and proceed to collapse
A mental prolapse
There is too much pre-existing damage, no more time to wait