I can't see
I can't move
I can't breathe
Lost in the delusion
Static is all I see
I've lost all hope
There's no light to see
No fucking silver lining
I'm just a mindless sheep
Lost in the tar pit
Subjects to feed
The media machine
Brain-washed into the feeding frenzy

And I have no sense of identity
Who's controlling me?
I look in the mirror and I have no idea who's staring back at me
Please just set me free
Set me free

Waking dreams all seem to lead me
To a place that seems so strangely familiar, yet still so foreign
Taking scenes, memories from my mind
Projecting a vision from within myself, is this all real?

Slowly I can feel my sanity slipping away from me
I don't know who I am,
Who to believe,
What to fucking think
Someone please come and save me
Just set me free
Its too much weight
Bearing these chains
Just a slave to the images on the backlit screens
Please just set me free
Set me free

How am I supposed to see with a veil over my eyes?
How am I supposed to think when they've diluted my mind?
I'm locked inside a pre-designed mental prison
Soulless, faceless, mindless with no hope for eviction

Waking dreams all seem to lead me
To a place that seems so strangely familiar, yet still so foreign
Taking scenes, memories from my mind
Projecting a vision from within myself, is this all real?

I can't see the world in front of me
Soulless, faceless, mindless but I know I've got some light in me
I'll show you what your eyes can't see
Separate your vessel from your consciousness and dissolve into the ether

Dormant, frozen in time are the plagued minds
That lay in spineless skulls, lines of the masses trudge through their dull lives
Sore with cold comas keeping us all blind and complacent
Fall in line
Black slime burrows in our souls so famished by living in constant frantic panic
Departed, yet still presently awake
Disconnected as I reach my hand into the shadows
I care not what happens, I won't pull away
Hang suspended as if from the gallows
Choking down an existence manipulated & fabricated at every impasse
Absorbing a mass of unknown wisdom,
A seed is planted for the old dead hearts
Warming my dormant core, what I've become is something I love & despise
Instigating to wake my counterparts from this living nightmare
I only lose more touch with my reality
Emotions of greed, hate, and jealousy
Are raging with love, lust, and ecstasy
And these things are so alien to me
And also live in every breath I breathe
How do I set myself free?
Can you actually save me?
Will destroying myself for everything else set me free?
Does the nightmare ever cease?
What does it mean to be free?