Have you lost your depth perceptionnFollowing that path will keep you wornnInside from insidenBlackness comingnnCome back soul blacknnThe position you're left in leaves you worriednThe red winds pour new air in 'til your lungs hurtnnSo what are you waiting for?nnDisturbed you finally understand you've been infectednyou feel a part of you is dying or is almostnnDEAD...nnYou are derailingnScraping at the sidennListen for the echo bringingnComing for mindnBridging the insanitynThe thought is you growing madlynAre you safe from you?nnYou're not far nownnMake sure you connect yourselfnAnd keep your eyes pinned back for your own goodnLock your doors, shut off your lightsnAnd keep your sharp objects straight out of your sight