In a way we are all connected, threaded together. In a way we are all suspended, bound going nowhere.
Wake up, walk on the wires. Defeat and define. Wake up, evolve and escape, Unravel, unmake yourself.
We speak in tongues and we walk on the wires between, We don't belong here. We are the sleeping sickness, the dancing dreams, We don't belong here. We're invaders from the inside, we're survivors in silver skin. Shapeless, we move, unwinding the wires between, We don't belong here.
So we'll follow, follow down each knotless fathom to the end. No more hollow, hollow sounds of echoes, echoes in our heads.
Wake up, walk on the wires. Connect and combine. Wake up, react and reshape, Untangle, unmake yourself.
It's been a long, long night and we're still learning how to survive. Will you walk with me a while, and see a world with brand new eyes. We see the signs and we're fighting for our lives. Will you run? x3
It's no longer survival of the fittest, now that everyone survives. But we don't want to survive...