HAVE YOU EVER FOUND YOURSELF OUTSIDE A BURNING ROOM , LOOKING IN , HORRIFIED , AS A SHADOW OF YOUR SELF ATTEMPTS TO DOUSE THE FLAMES . DO YOU FIND LEISURE IN SEEING HOW MUCH YOU CAN TAKE . SCREAMING INTO YOUR OWN SKY , HOW IMMACULATE ! SO WHAT HOME DO YOU HAVE WHEN YOU WANDER WITH ONLY A FLAME ? GIVEN UNDERSTANDING , THE LIGHT IS BLOWN TO THE WINDNOW WE HAVE LINES IN OUR MIND MADE OF CRACKED MUD . STONE WASHES CLEAN IN A STORM . PARTICLES CONDUCT ELECTRIC PAIN WHERE THE RAIN PELTS THE EARTH . YOU STAND AMONGST THE CHAOS ,Grinning . Teeth . Your Energy Becomes Unbreakable . You Find Solace In The Foundation Laid Beneath , That Which Has Carried Countless Before . The Asymptote Is Merely A Concept . We Break Past The Line .