The gravity of truth
Is the obligation of the absolute
Self-evident, unable to execute

So punitive a faith
A violent performance that your words create
Self-evident, unable to execute

Assimilate a mortal predilection
A paradox to your own existence

Absolute Reality weighs down
Upon the chasm
Of your persona

What would you sacrifice?
To your chosen enemy
For Absolute Reality

The ringing in your еars
The anxious you feel
The sweating of your palms
Do you know thе truth at all?

Am I drowning out the noise?
Do you feel the static now?
Is the clarity enough
This is how progression sounds
You could never find the answers
To the questions that you seek
Regression frozen to the cull
I am who holds the key

Absolute Reality
This is why we chose you