作词 : Firouzbakht, Jones, Vane
In the visions of utopia, eyes burn with retinal decay.
Safety with all we know, takes you nowhere.
A treatment to the visions of a bleeding paradise.
Feed the fire. too much pleasure takes you higher.
A dead end decline to
Dispassionate decay.
Feed the fire. Complacency reigns,
A tenebrous view. Serene in your cage
As utopia burns, paradise decays.
Aspirations unborn are laid to rest.