I can't see

I can't move

I can't breathe

Lost in the delusion

Static is all I see

I've lost all hope

There's no light to see

No fucking silver lining

I'm just a mindless sheep

Lost in the tar pit

Subjects to feed

The media machine

Brain-washed into the feeding frenzy

And I have no sense of identity

Who's controlling me?

I look in the mirror and I have no idea who's staring back at me

Please just set me free

Set me free

Waking dreams all seem to lead me

To a place that seems so strangely familiar, yet still so foreign

Taking scenеs, memories from my mind

Projecting a vision from within mysеlf, is this all real?

Slowly I can feel my sanity slipping away from me

I don't know who I am

Who to believe

What to fucking think

Someone please come and save me

Just set me free

Its too much weight

Bearing these chains

Just a slave to the images on the backlit screens

Please just set me free

Set me free

How am I supposed to see with a veil over my eyes?

How am I supposed to think when they've diluted my mind?

I'm locked inside a pre-designed mental prison

Soulless, faceless, mindless with no hope for eviction

Waking dreams all seem to lead me

To a place that seems so strangely familiar, yet still so foreign

Taking scenes, memories from my mind

Projecting a vision from within myself, is this all real?

I can't see the world in front of me

Soulless, faceless, mindless but I know I've got some light in me

I'll show you what your eyes can't see

Separate your vessel from your consciousness and dissolve into the ether

Dormant, frozen in time are the plagued minds

That lay in spineless skulls, lines of the masses trudge through their dull lives

Sore with cold comas keeping us all blind and complacent

Fall in line

Black slime burrows in our souls so famished by living in constant frantic panic

Departed, yet still presently awake

Disconnected as I reach my hand into the shadows

I care not what happens, I won't pull away

Hang suspended as if from the gallows

Choking down an existence manipulated & fabricated at every impasse

Absorbing a mass of unknown wisdom

A seed is planted for the old dead hearts

Warming my dormant core, what I've become is something I love & despise

Instigating to wake my counterparts from this living nightmare

I only lose more touch with my reality

Emotions of greed, hate, and jealousy

Are raging with love, lust, and ecstasy

And these things are so alien to me

And also live in every breath I breathe

How do I set myself free?

Can you actually save me?

Will destroying myself for everything else set me free?

Does the nightmare ever cease?

What does it mean to be free?