Let us dream of consciousness,
Never waking from these dreams,
Never knowing what truth is,
Ripping away at reality's seams.
Never, never again living out this fucking trend.
Inside never feeling calm,
So I sing my final psalm.

Let us dream of consciousness,
To discover meaningless,
Or to find we're meaningless,
Wanting to know my awareness.
Never, never again living out this fucking trend.
Inside never feeling calm,
So I say my final psalm.
What I feel from my inner power,
Says now it's my wakening hour.
All is sorrow trying to sleep
With the pain in my head I'll always keep.
 
Let us dream of consciousness,
Born again with no refuge.
We should never know such pain as this,
With wounds in my side I try to refuse.
Never, never again living out this fucking trend.
Inside never feeling calm,
So I pray my final psalm.
What I feel from my inner power,
Says now it's my wakening hour.
All is sorrow trying to sleep
With the pain in my head I'll always keep.
 
And they take from me,
Never can my soul be free.
And they steal from me,
I'll never know how it feels to be.
So now I sing their final psalm,
All they knew and said was wrong.
Now I sing their final psalm,
To stay awake I must stay strong.
 

This was the first song we ever sat down and all wrote together, a favorite at our shows.

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