Uncontrollable addict... On a downward spiral towards my mortal end: and beginning. A dependence that I can never impede; neither wanting, nor able to
Believing, proclaiming, wearing the crown - pinnacle of creation. It fatalistic assumption human kind has made. On the planet that is so wrongly called
There's a town somewhere inside someone's dreams A place where nothing is as it seems There's no record of it in any book For those who go (there) never
Living underground, away from society Never having to face your conformed reality A tribe all alone, living their own way Incredible below ground fortress
Erratically abducted with no method of selection. Each time unique in method, get the outcome is arrays the same: To begin a lie with change d potential
Centuries ago in an ancient city, a rich young man dwindled in his own pity no-one cared- for what he said, inherited riches- when his father died no-
They were watching... Listening Ever patient awaiting the time. For they knew it would come it has always been so. Thus, forward they came... An appeal
There's a story of a moment in time, many an aeon ago A brutal ruler existed, in times of medieval He was king (of an) ago old country, many within Feared
I am now complete... How could I have possibly existed like this before? Such an unproductive method of being. Stripped of all surplus, all that is needed
Using universal time theories to ratify their religion. These elite toil, to advance comprehension - Of space and time. Although; out for the benefit
waking in the morning, affected by your sleep, your vision is blurred, you cant feel your feet. your body is cold, you dont feel quite right, you cannot
We feed on lies while our mind fights Our times promote insecurity the modern age (of) mental instability A question of humanities morality, what is sin
A virus unnoticed. Now ingrained in us all For we are not what we appear to be... This is the fundamental nature of the syndrome. A plague presenting
Have you ever asked yourself what is the purpose of life- why is our history so unproven why is there so many different stories of evolution some may
Sleep....for....life Fear shreds, your internal logistics system You are just a pawn/fool, driven by a disturbance inside your mindscape It is, the consuming
I watch as you thrash your heads, bowing to a god called metal! I hear your excited cries - your shouts as if he is speaking within you The army approaches
Tumbling deep into a darkened nightmare Unconsciously your soul lost in your dream You can hear the details of your dream told You are inside of a Labyrinth
Far from this world lies a distant planet System of seven, six inhabited, all are revolving around a sub called Hzkol. This group of planets, are controlled
