Текст песни Jester's Funeral - Miss Singularity

The abyss and its beholder. Imploding the event horizon of subjectivity.
Alienation externalized. A solipsist’s utopia: rebuilding the world according
to your perception. Paint it black. Dripping clocks and oily rain. Force
others to live in the landscapes of your desperation by declaring your
nightmares the new paradigm. Let them feel the discrepancy as a
collapse of certainties. Defamiliarized family. Unhinge their beloved
physics and imprison them in your sense of isolation. The singularity
beckons. Make them understand.