And continues into a disjointed lifeline
My identity, in dissociation
Virtually dosed, in the nets which choke me
Bipolarized, in the middle of my reflex
Ubiquitous, over you
My omnipresence distorts us
Disastrous god of the rotting
Harvesting apathy and surrender
You own me
Disastrous god of the rotting
Harvesting apathy and surrender
Playing the eclectic deity
looking for myself
Now the real, is becoming for me less objective
This is my world
Who makes me introspective?
The mental changes the level
This is my world

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