Center - Enslaved

Feel nothing

Oxen and primate as one

Pushing what already strives

(There is) no space

(There is) no peace

Let go of the whip

We’ve reached the outer limits of this orchestrated vision

Some might think it can’t be kept apart

Forgot to ask: where are we in all of this?

Trying to get off track into the wilderness

Running from the beast

In need of strength, in search of guidance

Asked but given nothing — remembering everything

It matters not now, it all came to fuel

Silent growth, hoarse rust

Cannot be broken

I trust the shapes

Heathen vertigo

Repaint the curses and bellow

Sailing past to old shores

In the distant haze

The waving motion

Is not for you

In every direction stretched and torn no more

(It) seems we’ve been here all along