If we give up,
letting go, times we might feel compelled
Looking down from the heights that we have built all by ourselves
And there is fear, mostly unknown,
but we cannot lose control
When we feel like the world is against us
We are chained upon ourselves without the defining words
Without the defining words
We can no longer hold on to what only makes us hurt
We cannot sink into the dark
The bloody path is getting sharp
There's something better than ourselves
We must reach for
The Internet.
Now which way do we go?
Is the question to ask?
There are so many choices that it's hard not to look past
What is real and what is fake?
And the risk we have to take?
than ourselves, we must reach for...
Into the infinite
that we must reach
