We're not the same Supplanted in two bodies That causality Would shed in fleeting seconds Knotting up in me Are phantoms all we are? Entangled intuition Is something I have lost We're not the same Streaking spectres On the run From a meaningless Ending Parse my mind Before we're pulled inside Within our blackest folds There's no restraint left on the words untold Knotting up in me Are phantoms all we are? Entangled intuition Is something I have lost I'll preserve you Before I leave this space I will always feel your pain It's white within the dark frays of my strands It's knotting up in me In Blackfolds under a Blanked out ill delusion You're something I have lost