A stale organic cage I'm in the stranger me (Lost in inanity) The user of my face its guise I rot a paradox in terms (I am now I'm not)
Interconnected, fused my are its thoughts I now my self with my reflection to divide our twined formation Duality singularity
(I'm in my own withering soul) Racked by waves of dissolution My mind the creator of the undulation I strain to untangle these malignant To become again the one I was
done the merging complete, the sentence carried out (I'm for eternity) The confluence our flows surges not to be fused (Now combined, intertwined)
In mental cage we absorb our selves The only certainty is my My mind in constant pleas for an end to concatenation A struggle all in we're both 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
Gone are all my hopes all my vain illusions I dwell in me In the core of my agony I fade in duress I'm weakening the one who my front is now the claimant Of my
(A withering soul torn by antipolar mental integration) My mind a system split in two creations I strain to reach the separation tools to be the one that I was Into the core of self, the neuro-axis, I fade within the core of self I am gone-bound, lost, away, out, non-existing