Woorden: Front Line Assembly. Live Wired. Neologic Spasm.

So strange is the feeling
Sinking down below
Caught in the current
By the undertow

Silence now is falling
So quiet is the rage
Gasping for another breath
Survival is the game

Dying sensation
Fascination
Expectation
Re-creation

You kick, you scream, you try to shout
But no one's there to here
Water fills up your lungs
The end is getting near

Attraction sucks you down below
Shockwave hits you hard
Effectors of hypoxia
Now you can't go far

Under the water
Where you cannot breathe
Chocking feeling
Sinking deep

Dying sensation
Fascination
Expectation
Re-creation

Dying sensation
Fascination
Expectation
Re-creation

Strange is the haze
Colors turning gray
Shadows of illusions
All looking the same

A spectrum of eternal thoughts
Left so far behind
Things that we had hoped for
Now will never find

Under the water
Where you cannot breathe
Chocking feeling
Sinking deep

Under the water
Where you cannot breathe
Chocking feeling
Sinking deep

Giving you the power to make it all real

Dying sensation
Fascination
Expectation
Re-creation

Dying sensation
Fascination

Under the water
Where you cannot breathe
Chocking feeling
Sinking deep

Under the water
Where you cannot breath
Chocking feeling
Sinking deep