No time to melt away
Reality descending
Linen sheets of snow
Dissolve in a violet glow
Of dawn, come to steal the night
We revel in silence, our only sacred vice
In a time of crisis

Set for a battle of mind
We'll pull no punches
Senses deprived of the light
Are called to attention
Drowning in a longing for divine intervention

Oh, it's really nothing more
Than a longing to seem secretly satisfied
I'm utterly terrified
I'm quietly in trouble
Quietly in trouble

Awaiting to heed my call
Visions sneak up and blindside me
With nowhere else to run,
Cornered, I come undone
Chanting poems, spilling verse
As the demons disperse
Destined to find the charm
In a constant state of alarm

Set for a battle of will
A conflict of interests
Learn how to stomach the pill
Or sell yourself to the merciless tide
Swift and unforgiving

Oh, I want nothing more
Than a reason to seem reasonably satisfied
I'm utterly terrified
I'm quietly in trouble
Quietly in trouble

I'm quietly in trouble...