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 our twined formation within singularity
(I'm in my own withering soul) by continuous waves of dissolution My mind the creator of the undulation I to untangle these malignant bonds To become the one that I was
Coalescence done the merging complete, the carried out (I'm for eternity) The confluence our flows surges not to be fused (Now combined, intertwined)
In this mental cage we 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 withering soul torn by the of regeneration) My Gemini the obstacle of my redemption I strain to the face of my other self To again the one that I was
Plug me in, me to my self Plug me in, me to my soul
Gone are all my hopes all my illusions deceived I dwell in me In the of my agony I fade in this duress I'm weakening the one who claimed my is now the claimant Of my
(A withering torn by this antipolar mental integration) My divided a system split in two creations I strain to reach the separation to be again 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, phased out,