A stale organic incarceration I'm in the stranger me (Lost in inanity) The user of my face beneath its I rot a paradox in terms (I am now I'm not)
Interconnected, my words are its thoughts I now share my self my reflection Straining to divide our formation within singularity
(I'm forlorn in my own soul) Racked by waves of dissolution My mind the creator of the undulation I strain to untangle these bonds To again the one that I was
done the merging complete, the sentence carried out (I'm for eternity) The confluence our interwound flows surges not to be (Now combined, intertwined)
In this mental we absorb our selves The only is my suffering My in constant pleas for an end to this concatenation A struggle all in vain we're the same
(A soul torn by the attempts of regeneration) My mind the obstacle of my redemption I strain to elude the face of my other To become again the one I was
Plug me in, me to my self Plug me in, reconnect me to my
are all my hopes all my vain illusions deceived I dwell in me In the of my agony I fade in this duress I'm weakening the one who my front is now the claimant Of my
(A withering soul by this antipolar mental integration) My divided mind a split in two creations I strain to reach the tools to be again the one that I was Into the core of self, the neuro-axis, I fade the fading core of self I am gone-bound, lost, away, phased out,