Coinage of my brain
A bodiless creation ecstacy
Madness counterpart visioning things
I want to believe

Idealistic cure
Uneccessary to disclosure
A wishing world making me
Mad because of what I want
To see in reality

Time after time I keep
Questioning myself but
I can't understand why
These truths, these lies
These answers I can't find in me

A constant fantasy
This world in which I live in ecstacy
An expression to neglection
My oppression cause of a dream
That's purely meant to be

Thinking being
Retraction of this thought
Is so much pain
I can't understand why
Mind and body lie to me
Why reality, I can't be sane
Just supervene and
Make this thought come true

[lead: Jason]

Naive understanding
Precaution pessimistic with fear
A weakness creating
A fault in your mind
That is so clear

Morality preserved
A creative confidence you
Believe your own words
Resulting in assumptions from
Your thoughts creating a madness in me

Time after time I keep
Questioning myself
But I cant understand
Why...do these truths, these lies
These answers keep fuckin' with me

[lead: Jason]

[chorus]

[lead: Paul]

Using this part of my mind
Helps me bring into being
A thought that's meant to be
It's something I feel
Deep inside an inexorable
Fate of what's supposed to be
Meant to be

I let my mind take it's
Stroll through imagination
I think to myself how can I
Relate to this world
That can't begin to understand
Of how my mind is in demand
This world it creates is so
Truthful