Whats Left Of Her - Timekeeper текст песни

Opening the gates to hells, we create,
Searching for treasures of a forgotten time.
Cracking under pressure to depths we cannot measure,
Searching for treasures of a forgotten time.
Locked inside forever; somebodys pulled the lever.

The duality of our mortality
Has fed off every ugly thing and become our reality.

What reality? Where is...
Our reality? Wheres your master? Who is...
Stroking the arteries of our minds?

Abnormalities of our sensualities
Have fed off every poisoned seed and become our fatality.

Lurching the severed arteries of our minds.