Desolation System

Residing within a system that feels empty A cog in the great machine, turning endlessly Unable to recognize yourself, slowly fading to a dormant state The thoughts and feelings in your brain no longer hold permanence or a proper name Devoid of direction, in need of a chance to escape So you dive into an endless timeframe where what's left no longer decays Convinced you're living in a world where "humanity" is the dominant race A cog in the great machine, turning endlessly Programmed every form to be blind; desensitised all your minds And blurred the separative lines Outside; your identity is emaciated Inside; you will finally be emancipated From living as a shadow restricted by shame Yearning to be one with the fake divine A corrupted mind with no line to guide Dead inside; stealing a heart to hide behind Finding no solace from the chaos of humankind Lingering within the gripping darkness that forever stays inside the mind Now become desolation One with the emptiness and lack of purpose Become what you want For you are not who you are What's left of your humanity; now more like insanity Is due to disappear as you are willingly scarred A means for life immortal New connections made within Feeling the fibres pulse within your skin Draining the very essence of your soul into the machine