"You can't sleep, you're restless... and slightly obsessed with falling too deep
and malfunction, you're a virus... whose intention is fucking up something
You're a crater on the face of a problem much greater
It's the violence, or lack thereof control
Body and soul, digging a hole... Is the blood stainless?
Enjoy the pain with accepting your grief... Are you finished?
Dumb fucking question, don't let yourself fall asleep
Ressurect the intention
Once your vision is now mass-produced,
Imagine the insults a blessing
imagine accepting the truth!!!"