TIMECODE LYRICS

1. Prodrome

To stare at the ceiling
Won't calm me down
Here comes "Wither"
A lullaby resounds.

A tortured voice
Has long awaited for aid
Ask yourself a thousand times
"What am I doing here?"

Am I falling?
Am I falling apart?

2. Disquieting Symptoms

I have become an imbalanced hostage
That fades into wilted sanity
Compelled to fear the immutable damage
Pleased by my fractured mental state.

At nights I rouse facing the walls,
Sometimes standing in front of the door
No reason at all, I'm completely sure
Something resides within my thoughts
It feeds on my dreads
Like vultures feeding on carrion,
Although I try to hide under bed
Disquieting symptoms turn on the anomaly.

Disquieting symptoms
Panic attacks and staring spells.

Being awake - When I feel myself adrift
Makes no sense - Forced to be immersed into myself
Being awake - When I am what I fear the most,
Makes no sense - The sickness in me
The unbearable suffering.

Disquieting symptoms
Malignant energies
Disquieting symptoms
Diffuse certainty.

Here I am
Waiting for the worst fear to come
Panic attacks and staring spells.

3. Internment

(Active Phase)
Please, be welcome to my room
I'm sorry, can barely move my lips
Just bring that chair and sit down beside me
Let's talk about why I'm here...
I wonder if you can stop these voices
'Cause it's forcing me to tear my own skin
That's why they keep me tied to this bed.

Straps are already part of my flesh
I lost track of how long I've been in here.

(Instability)
Please, excuse me if I speak so loud,
But I tend to fantasize
With countless flies fluttering around
This displeasing sound is killing me
Is everywhere, embedded in my mind
Prevents to define the moment when day gets dark
Losing all sense about where I am.

Inside, a twisted conception spreads
I lost track of how long I've been in here.

(Entreaty)
Please, get me outta here.

(Physical result)
Don't fear the screaming
Don't fear the tremblin' hands
Don't fear the rampant movements of my eyes
Don't fear the bleeding
Don't fear my self-destructive acts
Don't fear the frantic movements of my eyes.

(Summary)
- Inside, the voice still speaks
Commanding the moment when it should hurt.
Some kind of creature consuming his thoughts
- He doesn't perceive reality
- A twisted conception spreads within
- He lost track of how long he's been in here.

4. The Acute Phase

I hear how it crawls
Calling out my name
The feverish dance of the lights
Guides the creature's eyes
To find lodging inside my head
The disturbing laughter
Resounds all over the place.

I've heard what can't be seen
I've seen what can't be felt
Can't control what causes such distressing fear
In here.

Someone says to me:
"Please don't pray, it's worthless
The creature comes closer... (come closer!)
And can't be chased away
It will find the way to feed on your pain
There will be no way to get it out of your head".

I had to close my eyes
And breathe what is not real,
Can't control what causes such distressing fear.

Absorbed by an intense feeling of despair
As long as the acute phase prevails
I turned into the host it needs
To satisfy the looming lunacy.

There's nothing here
There's nothing left but me
"Look everywhere, but never look up
He hates to feel observed".

5. Self-Harm Relapse

I'll be the brutal relief for compulsion
Like a plague that hurts my brain, only better
The perverse urge totally out of control
It inflicts pain in the most shocking ways.

I'll feel the baleful delight caused by injuries,
Fear and despair turning into
The loathing that decorates skin...
I use hands, an instrument for violence.

"Down on your knees
Your mind went blank
Your eyes turn dark
Lose yourself in sickening desires and burning sensations
Channeling your hatred, never feel self-compassion
Put all senses aside
Hurt yourself to please the impelling desire.
Self-harm relapse
Reopening the wounds that grace your arms".

I don't need to die
I just need some pain
I don't intend to die
Not here, not yet.

I'm the brutal relief for compulsion
Like a plague that hurts my brain, only better.
The perverse urge never went away
I use my hands, a violent instrument.

6. Schizophrenic Defect

The faint ticking of a clock in the maw of darkness
Violently increases inside this ward
Perplexity succumbs to my inner turmoil
And discernment has become incoherent
The somatic dysfunctions are
Just parts in the whole anomaly...
Now, here he comes again
To alter what seems to be sane.

A swarming feeling that grows from within
Paralyzes any attempt to react by my own will
I reached the point where senseless speaking
Induces an illogical judgment
Perceiving nothing but unbalanced movements
Always delayed.

Inside this maddening confinement
Spiraling visions change reality
Inside the void of unblinking eyes
The trance reflects disturbing fantasies
Mental breakdown seized my autonomy.

(I'm here... I stay)
These noises, strange voices
Dancing in my head,
Feasting with my fears,
These flashes, strange lapses
Feed the lunacy
I'm here and I stay...

Out of here
How did I get here?
How do I leave?

7. Inward

"For whom I see when mirrors face each other..."
(Whiter)

8. The Seething Passivity

Helpless cries, helpless cries then laughter
Burst into tears, burst into tears always smiling
Suddenly, speaking irrationally
At times, in absolute quietness
Staring blankly at nothing
Internally, nothing means something.

Frightened, fearful of the way I behave
I'm acting like a loony
Fighting things that don't exist
Around me.

Everything, every sound has become noises
It has no end, there's no way to stop it
Maybe I should cut myself
To focus only the pain,
Maybe I should bite my nails
'Til I can't feel my fingertips.

Am I sick of living the way that I live?
I'm tortured by something frightening
That boils within,
In here.

A severe heat is running through me
Like raging waves lashing my head
When the frantic flickering of neon light
Shrouds me in a cloak of seething passivity.

(Hear me - help me)
Don't leave me in here
Don't like being here
It's not my voice echoes around
Don't like being here

9. Padded Room Disturbance

I heard how it all faded away
His voice still grunts into my head
Repeating: "Keep your eyes closed, stay silent
And try to find shelter inside your thoughts
Look into the whole time elapsed
To find the trace of what you hate the most".

"It's too late..." (I answered)
"Rage already exploded within me"

I'm still sobbing, still grieving
And there are no soothing ways to bear it
I keep staring, still hearing
But I'm not able to muse or dream.

For hours I stare into darkness
My eyes reflect his ghostly form
He seems to be trapped with me, but on the outside
Suddenly the shadow covers the room
The more I try to calm myself down,
The more I need to bash my head on the ground.

"It's too late..." (I thought)
"It's no longer safe, my eyes already closed"

10. Bedlam

It's time to look backwards
The pathways I've traveled
But, what do I seek if the past no longer exists to me?
No sanity traces
In here
No pleasant existence
The only safe place left is darker than corners
A living space within my expressionless gaze
Where words are reflected reversing their meaning
And hallucinations are just a way for responding to myself
No signs of discernment
In here
No chance for remission
The symptoms have worsened
Can't recognize what is real
The room seems to come over me
Objects seem to move on their own.

The upsetting sound of nails scraping the walls
The clenching of my teeth turns into a frenzied noise
All these horrors that live inside me
Are increased in confinement
To drown me deep down the psych ward.

No sanity traces
No pleasant existence
No signs of discernment
No chance for remission.

11. Escisión

[Bonus Track]

El fulgor se desvanece lentamente
En el caos de los ojos perturbados
La voz ha dejado sus absurdos
En aquel sitio dentro
Donde solo hay desquicio.

Puedo dialogar sin palabras
Y jugar con dibujos incrustados en ladrillos,
Caminar por fríos pasillos
Sin alterar las risas invertidas
Que se asoman por las rendijas
Como lúgubres retratos adornando la agonía
Y segregarme
Ver lo que quiero oír
Al fin...

Enloquecer al sentir
Las caricias de miles insectos en mi piel
Cuando siento que todo está en orden,
Todo es al revés.

Alivio momentáneo del daño fragmentado
Escisión de la mente,
En realidad,
La realidad se aleja de lo coherente.







TIMECODE LYRICS