1. Absorbed

They can't see who you really are
The potential to go really far

Will you conform, absorbed by the norm

What do you see when you look at your life
inner joy or bitter strife

Will you conform, absorbed by the norm

Do you know you are different
Real unique or just equivalent

Absorbed, by fear
Absorbed, by trends

What do you think when you follow the herd
do you dream to be free as a bird

Will you conform, absorbed by the norm

Absorbed, by fear
Absorbed, by trends

Every man sees things differently
Courage to resist another trend
There's an alternative way to be
Not to give them the money you spend

Free from the shackles of mediocrity
pursue your individuality

What are you trying to accomplish
Do you bow to their decree
Be free to roam as you please
Heed your heart and be free!

Do you heed the corporate hype
do you get pegged as a stereotype
Will you conform, absorbed by the norm

2. Calendar

Notice every day go by,
knowing what you didn't try.
Numbers flashing in your head,
worry replaced it instead.

Looking across the water,
pondering what's waiting there.
Blurry vision can't tell though,
don't know, but can't be aware.

The blend between the now and then,
won't comfort the next day.
Anticipation will stay.
The glory of a moment,
like steam will evaporate.
Life's flame will suffocate.

The friends of past are long gone.
The unknown mist won't clear.
Always waiting for some peace.
Sails are up and it can't steer.

The blend between the now and then,
won't comfort the next day.
Anticipation will stay.
The glory of a moment,
like steam will evaporate.
Life's flame will suffocate.

The pages flip by the wind,
every day turns into grey.
Always searching for the truth,
anticipation will stay.

The blend between the now and then,
won't comfort the next day.
Anticipation will stay.
The glory of a moment,
like steam will evaporate.
life's flame will suffocate.

Waste time on speculation,
come to life's invitation.
Excusing your life away,
boredom and despair will stay.
Remember vitality,
Now there's insecurity.
The dreams function as escape,
Out of touch and can't relate.

3. Perpetrator Of Dreams

They live in constant fear,
they repent their feat.
Their sins are crystal clear,
at night it will repeat.

Through the sleep into the dreams.
Cuts in deep, planting the screams.

Growth will no more avail.
Conscience will torment,
'til it will prevail.
They're on a descent.

Through the sleep into the dreams.
Cuts in deep, planting the screams.

The evil thing that they have done,
will be past on to their son.
What once happened in the past,
a shadow over them is cast.

The past has come once more,
to anguish the peace.
Can't remove the spore,
so they can be at ease.

Through the sleep into the dreams.
Cuts in deep, planting the screams.

4. ...At The Lowest Point

In compromise and neglect
Redemption of introspect
In vortex of wailing doubt
From a well of confute spout
The truth held in grave stealth
Touched by the dragons breath

Segregated, At the Lowest Point
Locked in a vice snare
Paralyzed, At the Lowest Point
Dormant and impaired

The wretch that struck on your soul
Your scarred pride takes it's toll
Fear of the lasting sorrow
Consequent of what must follow
Break lose through recession
Cast away all submission

Segregated, At the Lowest Point
Locked in a vice snare
Paralyzed, At the Lowest Point
Dormant and impaired

Ridding your mind of contradiction
Rescind and delete the rejection
Revolt upon the condescending
Rightfully your life's impending

Fearful of what is not known
The real ego can't be shown
In blackness myself must hide
Naught to show the darker side
Fear is strong and will arise
Shattered soul in disguise

Segregated, At the Lowest Point
Locked in a vice snare
Paralyzed, At the Lowest Point
Dormant and impaired

5. Stasis

It has stricken with pain.
By the instigation.
They've been driven insane,
Wipes out deviation.

Anyone who comes, has come to stasis.
Place of denial, stagnant oasis.

Put in isolation.
Confined to solitude.
Voice of desperation.
Gagged, choked, silenced and mute.

Anyone who comes, has come to stasis.
Place of denial, stagnant oasis.

Into this idle hour.
Passiveness gains it's power.
Nobody will ever change.
Viewing all difference as strange.
Embracing monotony.
Clinging to uniformity.
Discomposed by new ideas.
Inadvertent to the tears.
Discarding diversity.
For all perpetuity.
Progress will never prevail.
This society will fail.

A whisper is a roar.
The words are unspoken.
Unlocked remains the door.
Dormant 'til it's broken.

Anyone who comes, has come to stasis.
Place of denial, stagnant oasis.