Eyes Move
Across The Room
The Spreading Of A Malignant Cell
Spreading This Cancerous Disease.
Hollowing Out The Wounds.
Our Hero Is Broken And Tired.
Staring At The World Around Us
And Watching The Course Take Its Path.
Its Pattern.
Watching The Magnets Fuck
Because Of Their Attraction
Hands Move Because The Slave
Brain Tells The Impulse To.
Targets Are Never Really Too Far
From Where You Think They Should Be.
Eyes Are Overwhelmed
The Music In The Background Is Playing Slowly.
Notes Take On A Life All Their Own.
Wounds We Pick And Want To Destroy
There They Are Stealing Our Control,
In The Out Of Control Lives That We Live.
We Can Try Our Hardest To Eradicate
They Only Build,
A Legacy All Its Own.
