THE DOCTOR It does not yield - An unceasing wall Archive of wealth, knowledge and death Tempting the eager and weaker me I don't even care to resist
THE SURGICAL TEAM Can a child understand this kind of pain? That inflicting it is really, the only way? “Strange men surround and bound my limbs A blur I hope that will end in my death”
THE DOCTOR Denied the gates to the final frontier The temptation to supersede prevails Boundlessly contriving a way to access The beguiling knowledge deep within
THE SURGICAL TEAM Restrain the child and remove her bones Enhance the mind to withstand the pain At seven years old we create the slave Implanted consensus ours to control
THE DOCTOR A sharp external pain Penetrates the flesh “Blood removal process” Set to begin Impoverished concepts Drowned in a haze Is it so unlikely that she will remember this pain?
Denied the gates to the final frontier The temptation to supersede prevails Obsessively plotting to one day possess The enticing knowledge lying within
THE SURGICAL TEAM Restrain the child and remove the veins Enhance the mind to withstand her pain At seven years old we create the slave Implanted consensus ours to control
ELIZABETH NORTH Carbonized skeleton Cyberized synapse points Digital camera eyes Image now realized Artificial heart and blood Imbuing life into this one
Awakening to my padded cell Told to trust the words of these strange men A terrified and pained little girl Unable to remember who I am
ELIZABETH & THE DOCTOR In the aftermath of an eternity I feel something inside I attempt to suppress The incommodious in me
ELIZABETH & THE SURGICAL TEAM My lungs draw air but I do not breathe My eyes but for moments, ever open Tired muscles I cannot contract I have become living deathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
