The Was - Dimension Zero

The was is pure and newly sown

It keeps on growing the things you thought you knew

The moon is in the eye oft he strangers mind

Collective thoughts that drives us blind

Forget the higher ground that you used to walk upon

It’s nothing more than a pale old disbelief

Into the light

Into the white

The was is whipping out your life

From the past

From the dark

The was is whipping out your life

It does not weaken as the mind seem to forget

The was is all coming back out of proportion