Spore

Thoughts transform into growth of the mind I unfold, break the mold, and then regain control Congregate, initiate - create a visual projection I've got a synapse of a newfound perception A rush of blood to the head Bound together thread by thread Tri

(You're a capsule) Borrowed from the ground Forced into a lie You create an assembly of thoughts A network inside Burrowed and ripped from your sleep Taken away from the things That you weren't able to keep The days are numbered We're watching closel

From ashes of their own mistake The masses rise against their control How have they made it thus far? Programmed to slave and to obey Leave behind all your typical emotions Now is the time for a change of the world We don't have the power but still w

Mid-day your legs shake We call that tech ache A rank of cords plugged into your arm No alarm, no warning signs Drift strikes; withering, mindless, and violent Deep inside my mind I find the time (to uncover, discsover, and breathe) I'm no longer fre