Stuck again, staring at the wall Let the noise fade into the background Relinquish control just for a moment Let the thoughts come and slide off the walls A flock of birds, a tree moved by the wind The clamour of machinery, a labouring drill A gust of hot air against my skin A strand of spiderweb tickling the nerves Build a wall to shield me from all being Let nothing pass, block out the light and sound To give myself an impression of safety A moment of blissful stupor A flock of birds, a tree moved by the wind The clamour of machinery, a labouring drill A gust of hot air against my skin A strand of spiderweb tickling the nerves Plunge into the unbearable noise Focus your gaze, let it pierce through walls Push your eyes out until you can no longer see Freeze the body, make the blood run black Make the blood run black Plunge right into the unbearable noise Focus your gaze, let it pierce through walls Push your eyes out until you can no longer see Freeze the body, make the blood run black Make the blood run black