The Wisdom Machine

Now i see

With my soul bruised i walk

Crippling on and on

How betrayed we are from our own device

Hope dies last in a perfect world

And i keep on dreaming of her eyes

And all that is making me linger on

Is someday breathing her hair again

What's this? i can't see

Is it a god or a demon?

Now it's got hold of me

Showing me things that i dare not see

The waking of my life was bathed in pain

Dawn was so alone

The coming of my youth was cloaked in fear

As they pierced my will

The entering of pleasures was so blunt

My end of innocence

I looked for the all answers in a glass

Better there then in my sober cage

Spare me

Don't you dare tell me

To whom i should pray

For i am the master of my loss

A river of truth drinks my pain

Proving me my dreams were all in vain

And i'm about to pay for deeds foreseen

Surrendering my dreams to the machine

Still stitching together the pieces of my mind

Still stitching together the pieces of my kind

Still stitching together the pieces of my life

Still stitching together the pieces of my strife

My dreams were sacrificed for all your needs

I craved for space to breathe

The strength to differentiate wore thin

A fight i could not win

The answers to all this became so vague

Imploded on myself lost in a haze

It pretty much appeared i chose my path

Left hand madness till my last

Half of my life was wasted

Upon this stupid farce

My tree of life was rotten

Had to leave at last

It's clear to me now that i am the exile of dreams

I'm dying alive, a demon with wings

I crave for a conscience that's mute, the judgment within

Forever i'm baptized in the sin of machine

I'm blind, i'm blind i seek for the light

I crave, i crave for redemption and sight

My soul had become veiled

When my mind had prevailed

My image was fading

Denying, avenging

We sentient dolls must pay the toll

The age is growing thin on our plastic skin

We'll burn for our desire in acid fire

Come on let's choke our dreams

I sought for an ending

To stop all this turning

This circle of bleeding

It rapes all my being

So sick and tired of all the silence

I want to feel free i seek to be free

My eyes have been opened

I just long for a chance to see

Devoured and wasted from all this hatred

I've played with reason to suffer wisdom

I hear the voice inside

I have to make my choice

Wondrous it seems how our life walks before us

In circles we bleed when mistakes walk among us