Insomnia by The Tenebrian Machine Lyrics
One third of a half
And twice as vague
You left me one cloudy then chilly day
The rain subsides
With my resolve
You fade into the horizon and then dissolve
I’m as cold as my shoulders
As long as I’m faceless I’m faded
And as I’m stuck in this basement
Embrace the eraser statement
I’m free, free
So why can’t I dream?
Why can’t I rise through the steam?
You were only here yesterday
In a grey faceless place
With a wordless thing I’d say
Disabled by shock but aware
Unable to move, I’m no longer scared
Enwreathed in agony
This unbearable pain is corrupting me
Chained and restrained by a memory
The ghost of your sentiment
Sifting memento
I barely escape the reality in sleep and
I can only wish that I was you
I can listen to time rumble by and sigh
I wish that I could die too
The beauty of desire is the device of your lie
Varicose tourniquet torture device
You ask twice and cough softly, “Why am I alive?”
I’m free, free
So why can’t I dream? Why can’t I rise through the steam?
Why does it hurt to be alive? Why does this hurt like that look in your eyes?
Gone, gone.(You haven't lived since you died for nothing)
Gone, gone.(You haven't died till you’ve lived for something)
Yeah~ I’m free, free, free…
And twice as vague
You left me one cloudy then chilly day
The rain subsides
With my resolve
You fade into the horizon and then dissolve
I’m as cold as my shoulders
As long as I’m faceless I’m faded
And as I’m stuck in this basement
Embrace the eraser statement
I’m free, free
So why can’t I dream?
Why can’t I rise through the steam?
You were only here yesterday
In a grey faceless place
With a wordless thing I’d say
Disabled by shock but aware
Unable to move, I’m no longer scared
Enwreathed in agony
This unbearable pain is corrupting me
Chained and restrained by a memory
The ghost of your sentiment
Sifting memento
I barely escape the reality in sleep and
I can only wish that I was you
I can listen to time rumble by and sigh
I wish that I could die too
The beauty of desire is the device of your lie
Varicose tourniquet torture device
You ask twice and cough softly, “Why am I alive?”
I’m free, free
So why can’t I dream? Why can’t I rise through the steam?
Why does it hurt to be alive? Why does this hurt like that look in your eyes?
Gone, gone.(You haven't lived since you died for nothing)
Gone, gone.(You haven't died till you’ve lived for something)
Yeah~ I’m free, free, free…