Anathema - Pulled Under at 2000 Meters a Second Were You There

Just freedom is only a hallucination That waits at the edge of the distant horizon And we are all strangers in global illusion Wanting and needing impossible heaven Chasing the dream as they swim out to sea The mirage ahead says that they can be free Become lost in delusion drowning their reason Swept on by the current of selfish ambition Frightened ashamed and afraid of the blame The questions are screaming the answers are hiding The sickness is growing distracted condition You can feel the