Meshuggah In Death - Is Life
So imminently visible, this cloaked innocent guilt
Sentenced to a lifetime, a second of structure chaos
Trampled by the ferocious, raging crowds of solitude
I'm the soil beneath me soaking up the sustenance of my
own death
Extradited to the gos of chance. The deities of all
things random
Alive, multicolored, twitching in their dead monochrome
world
