Syncope

Welcome back to consciousness
 Welcome back to the world of the living
 Breathe deep as your thoughts are composed
 You've been asleep without dreaming
 Search your hands, feel your face
 And thoughts without thinking, you're gone with no trace
 We're victims of the human race
 The blind and the blind in unbearable space
 We've been talking without saying anything
 So short a time this life of mine
 We're around for nothing
 We've been talking without saying anything
 So short a time this life of mine
 We're around for nothing
 Who told you our immortal soul
 Was a place where our dreams were without control?
 Who told you that at the end of time
 I'd be judged for wasting mine?
 "Okay my friend, it's onto the next life for you."
 "I guarantee you won't be mourned."
 Who told you our immortal soul
 Was a place where our dreams whirl out of control?
 Who told you that at the end of time
 I'd be damned for wasting mine?
 "Revenge is a meal best served cold."
 Welcome back to the land of Nod
 We're (not) here because of anything touched by God
 Don't scream or lose inspiration
 We're going to achieve ourselves real salvation
 We want the treatment to begin
 Stand up and prepare, or just slumber again
 Who told you our immortal soul
 Was a place where our dreams were without control
 Who told you at the end of time
 I'd be judged for wasting mine!
 Who told you our immortal soul
 Was a place where our dreams whirl out of control
 Who told you at the end of time
 I'd be damned for wasting mine!
 Wasting mine
 I'd be damned for wasting mine
 Wasting my time!