There's a vessel and it's sinking at sea.
An apparition that's beckoning me.
As the cold , dark night brings on the sweat ,
I slowly drift away.

Stuck down in the bottom of the orange , cylindrical state of mind.
What are we running from ?
There's a distant sound of a melody
Release me from this plane.

A life to live ; a sedative under the skin.
Bury it , carry the cure.
Just let emotion set devotion within your heart
to collect the debt we sow.

Step out from the moonlight like it's a game we play.
The checkerboard is tainted.
Drops of red will lead the way.

Black are their lies . Gold are the tongues of the glorified.
Command disease of the body and mind.

Stuck down in the bottom of the orange , cylindrical state of mind.
What are we running from ?
There's a distant sound of a melody
Release me from this plane.

< John Petrucci playing solo 1 >

A life to live ; a sedative under the skin.
Bury it , carry the cure.
Just let emotion set devotion within your heart
to collect the debt we sow.

A life to live ; a sedative.
A life to live ; a sedative under the skin.
Just let emotion set devotion within your heart
to collect the debt we sow.

Djent Djent ~~~~

Collecting sanity.
Simply ready , for the life that awaits your lead.
There's a distant sound of a melody
and I won't leave this place.