I fall into the blackness of my self No longer receptive of unclean impulses Certain memories I’m restricted to reach With time forgetting who i once was Into the state of continuous manipulation In this era; ignorance (is) knowledge “Mind projecting horror unseen. Loathe and scikness, can this be me?” The I diminished – souls demolished Beings redone – old ones renewed Blinded by this hate – we make ourselves dumb Rotten from inside – distorted outsides Not dead but close I am but a component in this system They plant the virus in my mind that will surely corrupt and distort my being Massive pain inflicted unto my body. That cause me to question my beliefes Wrong! Dark are the faces that stare into me I’m not compatible to this ideology A place unlike its surroundings; Sterile (I) attempt to escape – I am not able to Not able to. Not able to “Now I’m falling into uncertainty. The loss of myself is inevitable” The I diminished – souls demolished Beings redone – old ones renewed Blinded by this hate – we make ourselves dumb Rotten from inside – distorted outsides Nothing is certain – Except this mindsweep Still not dead but close I am but a component in this system I am but a component in this system I am a process of continuous alteration I am a process of continuous alterationTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
