World Damnatomy

No, I'm not dead
I can not watch myself
Lying on the couch, eyes shut

Go, speak to me
Clear away your thoughts
Kill your judge, slyness

We could not realize
The deviation

Passion overwhelmed
By technopathology
Nothing healed
The crack inside

Individual choice and free will
Deconstructed the cosmic mind
And let the cancer
Take the body soon

Revelation, excess of evil

Creeping on the underside
New soul-borne maladies
Chronic discontent affection

Causing blind rage
Wish to dominate
Self-deception
A universe at our disposal

Knowledge and learning
Not priviledge and spurning

Yes, we are dead
I can watch myself
Lying in the mud
And everyone else

Desolation
Thiere will never be
A new sane mind
Nor any other body to consume

Hardness of the soul
Nothing could heal
Scurvy and swelling

Individual choice and free will
Deconstructed the cosmic mind
And let the cancer
Take the body soon

Revelation, excess of evil

Creeping on the underside
New soul-borne maladies
Chronic discontent affection

Causing blind rage
Wish to dominate
Self-deception
A universe at our disposal

The sickness of mankind
A crack within the mind
Outbreak of despair
The soul-borne maladies