Pitch Black Progress

All free will is gone Automatic knowledge Humans lead in leashes Silent, untrue All are subjects to Automated liars Broadcast feelings through Machines that makes you Wither away Death of the soul Indoctrinated in false grace Bio-machinery Mind and m

As an outcast I paced defeat Seeking comfort in this painful retreat Made an oracle against my will Word spread of miraculous skills Premonitions call my name I once doubted them all when they came Now I embrace it and I'll never be the same Transfix

I've always known It is too late The signs burn deep in my soul I've always known it is too late I gladly reap what I sow So now I bid you all farewell Blade in hand I do hesitate, Terror can be read in my face I keep forgetting that there is nothing

Misted windows Hide your empty eyes Every moment, every whisper Separates you from me I've been screaming Won't you let me in? Let me see a trace Of the places hidden Under your skin Answer me,Till the day that you do I'll be one step behind you Answ

Darkness falls, light descending From the sky and towards the ground Electric presence Prolonged strobe flash Bays of light Now shatters the night Abstracted shape Abstracted one High voltage bolt was aimed at the head and chest One taken Lost to the

I can hear the colours Hear what they say I can taste the sounds Voice of the soul sings inside Dreaming All the time Deep in slumber The expression of the soul In the dreaming zone I shall find Illusive minds never wake I'm lost inside a dreaming li