Lost to Apathy (Live in Milan 2008)

The unsaid tone of weak despair fail to resonate
Frayed ends of our binding threads will disintegrate
By laws our physique state

None too sentient
Hear no, see no works its magic
Against all function
Ongoing choices the trials will end

Filter the nonsense and laugh at what's left
Indecision/nonvision
Matters taken away

Look at the shell that is you
Empty, fragile , weak
Soon the battle is over, lost to apathy

To test pain receptors
Nothing matters ever here
Put up a non reaction
These eyes will never see, covered up from reality

The unknown world that you deny
No priority, cannot fail if you never start
How predictable
I want to know where did it end?

For madness to start
Always the sceptic never be part
Introvertive/nondescriptive it matters not