No theory of balance
resistance without spine subsequent function collapse perception is
twisted inner reflection vacant mind is nothing but the neurotic
visions of within the systems fall a pathetic hollow self prevalent
systematic fall manipulated static future divine machines
disconnect the dead soul from me without form had nothing left of
me nothing but the weakness its all lies the strain of our existance
has tightened without form had nothing left of me nothing but
defiance for this life the strain has tightened shapeless mind no
theory of balance inside inner reflected deception burnt flesh in me
(encoded minds become the future where race is disciplined
without the morality within patterns of thought now an irrelevance
beyond any adaptation structured worlds non existant fade as
landscapes of conflicting mechanics harvest imperfection persevere
through the collonades infested by paranoid embrace never to see
a structured faith an organism filled with complete disfunction its
shape of life weakened and bent turn the gold of choice to dust an
object undisciplined by the morality within) no theory of balance
lost resistance without fearless subsequent collapse perceptively
twisted inner reflection faded a nothing mind foul sickness
implanted in weakened minds of the fragile for cleansing obsolete
thoughts decayed infrastructure loathing world oppressive
emptiness has bonded godless existance manufactured self
examination unburied forgotten visions blinded in the hopelessness
of feeding hollow figures writhing into a stagnated shape unfolding
patterns absurd moulded into hatreds faceless mirror soon infected
is the faded path that lies within the minds of deception without
form had nothing left of me nothing but the weakness its all lies
the strain of our existance has tightened without form had nothing
in this life only the defiance second face the strain has broken
shapeless minds no theory of balance in inner reflected deception
burnt flesh inside burnt faith in me