The Persistent Rhythm of Before

A concept of desire
Will break my role in society
To disconnect from this mindless network
I'll realize emotions

When the world tastes of nothing
You only know your alive by breathing
For once my heart's beating
It’s more real than I'll ever know

Feeling the knife, a window opens to life
In growing cold you whisper, will you hold me?
Console me
Your eyes lock to mine

Feeling the knife, a window opens to life
It was worth everything and more
To uncover, the persistent rhythm of before

Two figures joined by hands
Remaining, forever in time
They can describe, pleasure
Unlike this shell I call mine

I knew we were alike, when you told me your name
I needed you to come, although I couldn't explain
To a time, of loyalty and love
To discover reality, we'll taste the earth