Our Burial Ground

Neurotech

Waking the visions of our fallen paths
Of things we can't just forget
With wicked precision they're crafted like holograms
And we burn underneath the surface of our hearts in vain
    
We can't accept or believe all the things we don't fully understand
    
When we turn the lights out
We taste our burial ground
We turn the dark into a spark
We're free to see but kneel to feel alive
    
We are a lie
Alive
We are a lie
    
Back in the region from all our aftermaths
From underworld
With sinking decisions created from the thoughts below
    
We can't accept or believe all the things we don't fully comprehend
We don't know
    
(We turn the dark into a spark)
(We're free to see but kneel to feel alive)
(We are alive)
When we turn the lights out
We taste our burial ground
We turn the dark into a spark
We're free to see but kneel to feel alive