Panopticon
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I own you: Trapped in a corner, fear in your eyes
I own you: Alone and terrified, crying in the dark
I own you: Slave to disorder, forever ensnared
I own you and no one will ever care

Listen. Listen. Focus on me. Listen
Your life means nothing. Listen
Listen. You'll never be redeemed

Hear me

Pray to some distant and silent god that this will all go away
This is who you are
You were born to this fate
You are crowded in an еmpty room
A prisoner in your mind
Your voice remains silеnt: They're screaming all the time

How long will this endure?
Is this all of your life?
Is this all of your world?
Or a nightmare to leave behind?

Never give in, never give up