I became a consumer of the needs

You created, alienated my self

Through hell... and higher grounds

Fascinated by static behavior



I'll obtain what I want, recycle

Echo, re-echo

I'll set no limits for my self, no restraints

I'm... the consumer of your needs



I'm in a loophole, inside, looking out

First shout, no sounds are coming out

It's a fusion, of future, presence and past

How long I'll last, I'll finally know