E.S.P (исполнитель: Nim Vind)
start to lose myself between the lines that blurred the past and future no tense no time dissolved disaster in the prime and grime years the steer and peer into paradigms of rhyme and suitor cannot demonstrate on fate cannot restrain the rain of embers I`m calling, calling your name i`m calling You In a dream in my reality it's your telepathy, it's calling out to me when i bleed cold quiet anxiety it's your telepathy, it's calling out to me In a dream in my reality it's your telepathy, it's calling out to me i can't believe these eyes inside of me it's your telepathy, it's calling out to me now in a quiet moment hear the sound of footstepped floor thats leaking creaks and crowl up my back and jam and heel the voice that's speaking breaking ground on breaking down the last remaining peace that keeps me going now on the edge and on the ledge of the whirling maelstrom spiraling down I`m calling, calling your name i`m calling You In a dream in my reality it's your telepathy, it's calling out to me when i bleed cold quiet anxiety it's your telepathy, it's calling out to me In a dream in my reality it's your telepathy, it's calling out to me i can't believe these eyes inside of me it's your telepathy, it's calling out to me now