I am encoding the present This beauty is unpleasant For me There is no need any more I am hacking int the now Looks too real to be true There is no losing
"We must challenge the changes now engulfing our world for America's enduring objectives for peace and prosperity, democracy, and human dignity."
high speed progress step by step into a trap moment insignificant no way to penetrate the spotlight surface so stay outside close to your private
projected memories passing by and by leading back to my reality speed frame coloured boxes with pleasant ambience imagination raped by a commercial
The sun is the past The earth is the present The mind is the future Push as far as it goes The light is the past Concrete is the present The mind is
direct contact connected to earth first time generating the real world non-virtual communication soft dependencies on sharp edged frames a support high
where to hide my eye were too high to do ? ? scaring me heavy shots understand normality not understand their defense misery proper guilty ? ? "????" "
Never leave me alone I am shrill / but no avail You follow me still The screen reveals my frown Fills it wil glee Night never fails To locate me You
" " (x2) "Break break, one not shut down" "Check, Houston com check" "Bless me Father, for I have sinned" "Break break, one not shut down" "
"See you in hell" "? ? ? ? I've got people in this fucking platoon so sick they wouldn't get out of the hospital! But I'm here now ? ? ? ?. Come on
this public perversion requires no own motion more execution on demand displayed in detail extreme conditions in an effective composition prepared
For a little piece of a second I have seen men blinking and sparkling Test screen colored, wiped out afterwards Still they're thinking they were universe
"Door swings both ways my ass" (x2) "We have no weapons of any kind?" ahhhhh ha ha ha ha! "Why don't you listen " things tearing apart separate
Black walls in this corridor Constant process of loosing How did I get here How did you change my mind Insufficient memory, syndrome kicks in Dark colors
the mystery among the daily frames a native crowd underlines crime somewhere the brains create profit by some well organized disinterest contentment
I broke the silence I rose the volume Hunted the hunters and nobody cared I lost relation to Where I stand I hope the ceiling is Breakable I am free
We will cut off your supply Hi-jack your masterminds Return to realtime We will sing the world to sleep Very very deep We will break through your monopols
wires wires everyone wires run with human figures wires like graphs nerves wind up in this area transmit and receive aerials three dimensional