[Instrumental] [Verse 1] Ten... nine... The ceiling’s sagging... melting red. Cold... in the vein. Brain is... lagging. Scrubbed the walls, but the wax won’t hold. Turning grey... turning old. The heavy... the grip... Starts to... slip. [Pre-Chorus] Light’s a dying star. Too far. (Too far.) Voice is lead. In a jar. Dead. [Chorus] C-c-chemical... The room... it’s... too far. Between the... the tomb... And the... the star. Numb. Numb. Can’t... feel... the wheel. Wait... waiting for... the steel. White... White... Abyss. [Verse 2] The sound... miles away. Skinning the... the day. Hollow shell. Sterile sheet. Where the spirit... and the liquid... meet. No more "I". a... blur. after taste of... what we... were. [Bridge] [Mumbling] Don’t... don’t wake. The truth is... in the... shake. Quiet. (Quiet!) [Solo] [Chorus] C-c-chemical... The room... it’s... too far. Between the... the tomb... And the... the star. Numb. Numb. Can’t... feel... the wheel. Wait... waiting for... the steel. White... White... Abyss. [Outro] [Slower Tempo] Ten... Nine... Liquid... Wait... Eight... Seven... ...Zero. [Sudden silence]