Running: through a blur of motion
Out of context; I`ve lost my ground
Only destruction in my mind
Obeying another sensless command
My senses: divided
Providing no useful information
Waiting for my death
With indifferent anticipation
I`m the calm in the heart of the storm
The steady axis in this dance of death
I`m the calm in the heart of the storm
My existence; re-created breath by breath
Chaos all around
Human limbs rearranged
A collage made out of living flesh
Perception of reality now estranged