Ghostly procession emerging from the morning mist Confined impregnable delusion
Glued to this dungeon of thought This Involuntary isolation Nothing is quite as it seems The great digital congregation
Watch the precious sands of time flee from our ignorance Days reduced to captured moments Scrolled away in the blink of an eye
A myriad of colour stands inferior Against a falsified world rendered in their hands
Slaved muscles struggle to service this repetitive action Sinewy appendages claw insidious voids Flexors are constricted with our minds Awareness is the key to breakthrough Transcending the dull ache from within
Watch as the precious sands of time flee from our ignorance This poison with a limited purpose The embodiment of obsession A dominant distraction from the world before me True sign of the times Cradling entanglement
Lenses of the ego baring all To those sifting through the echo chamber
A thirst engraved into our notions Leaving time-honoured attitudes forgotten A sign of ever-changing paradigms The shift in coexistence Bleak glimpse of life wasting away
Here I am drinking from the same trough Here to savour familiar taste of dirt Thriving from relationships forged from code
Slaved muscles struggle to service this repetitive action Sinewy appendages claw insidious voids Flexors are constricted with our minds Awareness is the key to breakthrough Transcending the dull ache from withinTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
