“struggle for life. increasing.” “core check. ventilation. engage. …” freezing in this “strobled” life, my dead falls to the ground. fighting with myself in search for life. greedy fingers haunting me, i’m on my own again noone inside, noone to blame vegify with blasphemi so evil will return and try to penetrate my soul subsonic structure storing information in my mind through eyes and ears i reach my goal malfunction syntetic system is our destiny we’re psychic trained to win the war the reason as that we obey what you oppose are listen to my conscious going wild slip inside now, watch me fall and watch me flow ’cause we are changing structure so kill the light and watch me glow freezing in this strobled life, my dead falls to the ground fighting with myself in search for life. greedy fingers haunting me, i’m on my own again noone inside, am i insane?