To you, maybe
it means...
Told himself, gazing
at that poor coming to him...
You demand to bolt my mouth shut
You try to keep my voice inside...
When I look at society,
A thought comes to mind...
Mute voice
bound upon an...
Spontaneous. Instantaneous. Our thoughts are
like time bombs marking away...
Work until you die
Give every ounce of will...
I dread the moment when my two worlds collide,
And I, the spectator, completely unable to reverse...
What has the world come to these days?
Abduction lingers 'round corners...
Enclose me in your most vivid terror-
Swallow swiftly the texture surrounding...
I watch you day in and day out.
You claim that you are pure, with your stupid...
What am I to be?
Because everything I see...