Текст The Afterimage – Onyx

Unassuming truths become remedial for shades of devotion,
I know, since my soul is on display for nothing but scrutiny

Stare in my direction and catch a glimpse of who I’m becoming
While the world loses its colour by the rain

I’m finding myself to be completely desaturated, adhering to pointless endeavors
I am wandering, I’m not following
(I am wandering)
I am wandering never following
I am wandering, I am not following

My thoughts are perpetuating into an infinite sequence, and in turn I’m unable to utter a single word with confidence
I’m losing passion, lacking feeling
Fading colours, from a deep red to a dismal grey

I am everyone, yet no one at the same time
I passage through channels toward my own lifetime, recognizing I’ll never be conscious again

My eternity resembles a single instant
Dwelling in all regions and leaving no imprint
I’m in touch with infinity and visionless
(The visionless)

Unassuming truths become remedial for shades of devotion
I know, since my soul is on display for nothing but scrutiny

My thoughts are perpetuating into an infinite sequence, and in turn I’m unable to utter a single word
I’m losing confidence
I’m losing passion, lacking feeling
Fading colours