Spiralling... - Climate Control

There’s an answer on everybody’s lips

But will it provide questions?

Forget these not, the words that I speak to you

I’ve found the tools to end time

Will it find you?

Lost in time

Will it find you?

Forever changing face

Will it find you?

Will you ever change this place?

Friendly faces, concealing cell corruption

Never-ending chase after your own salvation

Destroying minds around you while you’re keeping me sane

What’s left but this blindness to this cross I bear

Will it find you?

Lost in time

Will it find you?

Forever changing face

Will it find you?

Will you ever change this place?

No one will ever know about you

No one will ever know about you

Life is damned