A sculpture constructed for the perfect system

Not knowing your true origin

You wander through life as instructed

Not knowing the end of it all

The entity has written your life

Showed you your path but not how to walk it



I know now the reason

Why these visions from beyond

Haunted me through life

As a supposed guidance



So this is your way

Of showing me the truth

I`m tired of this game

Playing with my mind



Hands that cannot move

Eyes that cannot see

Mouth that cannot speak

And a body that cannot feel



Lifeless, limbless, speachless

No gestures of my own will

Soulless, mindless, feeling less

Even death wont greet me still



Entrapment is all that`s real

My mind is wired to yours

How long will you test my strength

What follows when I am dead



How long will you test my strength

What follows once I am gone

Wired to you

Encagement is all I feel



So this is your way

Of showing me the truth

I`m tired of this game

Playing with my mind