Meshuggah - Acrid Placidity

it's time to go into the me below
my morbid self beneath
a peril trip the last way out
i spin as i let go
in spirals down the narrow lines
passing through my aura
spit me out into my mind
a journey through disease


i'm behind my cynic eyes
that stare but can not see
the sickness in me ... beneath ...

i fall in untruthful me the essence of
my thoughts