I'll Cut (Distant Distortion) Lyrics

I"m sealed, I"m shut no light gets in
but the distant distortion of the setting sun
The morning sky subtle light of the fading night
The sound of a crow reverberates through the mist
That"s the place I call home

For I"m the enemy of the sun and I believe the earth is flat
Corpselike staring at the ceiling
Listening to Freeman"s words:
'Your illness is related to your overactive emotions
I will cut your depression and lift your boundaries of boredom'

Corpselike staring at the ceiling
and fading under the crests of imbalance
while I"m fading I can"t get rid of that image