Skepticism - Shred of Light, Pinch of Endless dalszöveg

after a time in depths 
there is a crack in the pressure 

these shreds of light 
just a rope around my neck 
there days of hope 
a blade on my throat 

these signs of dawn 
just a route to my dusk 
these bounds that broke 
a prelude to my drowning 

this pinch of endless 
just a fragment of the forthcoming 
these hint of life 
just a gateway to oblivion