Never thought I could be such a part of this machine. Mechanical and lucid dreams is all I seem to be. Lacking all that crave, but now we're in this together. You see that you are like me in this bullshit ideology, and it comes down, encircles you, swallowing your hopes and dreams. It comes down, it's penetrating, voiding all you used to be. I am a machine, no need for apologies. I am a machine, defined by atrophy....go. Never thought it would be this digital disease, the galaxy has increased, but that dos'nt change the weather. The raindrops run down and are rusting my soul, until I start to lose control...slipping ...away...into the the unknown...slipping ...away...into the into the unknown