I see it, it's in front of me This white mist of concealment No, wait, it's everywhere, cold and obscure I want to devour it but they won't let me Apathy strikes me as I feel it against my skin Nothing can be found here nor within The rules of awareness stands in my path Never can my low life ego manage to devour it In this dark place where nothing is what it is Apathy strikes me as I feel it against my skin Nothing can be found here nor within Awakening from my slumber the mist vanishes Behind the trees of mathematical rules In black hole emerge and I jump in Apathy strikes me as I feel it against my skin Nothing can be found here nor within