Subtle Change (Including the Forest of Transition and Dissatisfaction Dance)

Can you explain

This subtle change

That dull, sweet ache

That takes my mind

To a place where nothing can see

Dissatisfied, as you drift back to what you were

Before, before you came here

I'm losing some pieces, here at the end

And I can't find exactly where I came in

Drifting backwards into nothing

Oh, my God it's watching me and moving in me

I feel its sickness in me

I see sickened entropic vision

Death above me, and rot below

I feel the change

Can you explain

This subtle change

That dull, sweet ache

That takes my mind

To a place that I can't remember

What could it be

This all-enveloping white

It wants to decompose me

They want this living husk

Eyes move in silence

Through a blanket of night

The air here is stagnant

This wood void of light

Not for the eyes of silence

Withered in this wicked copse

They only seek to change me

From man to fetid rot

Speaking to me, the only voice I hear

Caresses me with its cold and static logic

Moving backwards through a forest of transition

I'm drifting backwards into nothing

I'm drifting backwards

Can you explain

This subtle change

That dull, sweet ache

That takes my mind

To a place that I can't remember

Can you explain (I don't think they can hear me)

This subtle change (is the forest screaming?)

That takes my mind (stark dissatisfaction)

I can't remember why I came here