Текст песни In Death - Is Life

So imminently visible - this cloaked innocent guilt Sentenced to a lifetime, a second of structured chaos Trampled by the ferocious, raging crowds of solitude I'm the soil beneath me soaking up the sustenance of my own death Extradited to the gods of chance, the deities of all things random Alive, multicolored, twitching in their dead monochrome world