Amid the cracks in mirrors 
The glow is growing dimmer 
Ascend from putrid rivers 
Stumbling blind... 

And when the walls are closing 
And when you’re crawling, choking 
Tumbling deeper down into the mind 
When intuition fails you 
I will spit, exhale you 
Tumbling deeper down into the mind 

The keepers of creation 
Discharge my automation 
Deprived of all sensation 
Stumbling blind... 

And when the walls are closing 
And when you’re crawling, choking 
Tumbling deeper down into the mind 
When intuition fails you 
I will spit, exhale you 
Tumbling deeper down into the mind 

I’m over here... 
Amid the cracks in mirrors... 

And when the walls are closing 
And when you’re crawling, choking 
Tumbling deeper down into the mind 
When intuition fails you 
I will spit, exhale you 
Tumbling deeper down into the mind 

Deeper into the mind 
Sleep in the deprivation 
Deeper into the mind 
Spit and exhale 

Amid the cracks in mirrors...