Parise

Consign myself away

I've built myself with molten steel

My skeletal hands are wired and worn

I'm becoming a compound so I push and pull

Electric currents replace blood cells

Eccentric circuits, my soul connects

Spheric and strong

I no longer break down, I cannot rest

My eyes illuminate against the glass

Abstaining focal shifts to palindrome lines

Mimic expression, translucent model of progression

I look out, escape is granted, free myself?

No

Unresponsive, a mechanic I work inline

Scanning faces, I learn the nothingness inside

A binary heartbeat

A digital visionary

Escape is granted

And in this moment, I free myself

As each memory fades

In the emptiness, I free myself

Your hand reaches out

I am reaching back

Your hand reaches out

I am reaching back