Meshuggah
Concatenation (Remix)
A stale organic cage
Incarceration
I'm in the stranger: Me
The user of my face;
Beneath it's guise I rot
A paradox in terms
Interconnected, fused
My words are it's thoughts
I now share myself with my reflection
Straining to divide our twined formation
Duality within singularity
Plug me in, re-connect me to myself
Plug me in, re-connect me to my soul
Coalescence done
The merging complete
The sentence carried out
The confluence
Our interwound flows;
Surges not to be fused
In this mental cage we absorb ourselves
The only certainty is my suffering
My mind in constant pleas for an end to this concatenation
A struggle all in vain
We're both the same
Plug me in, re-connect me to myself
Plug me in, re-connect me to my soul
Gone is all my hope
All my vain illusions
Deceived, I dwell in me
In the core of my agony
I fade in this duress
I'm weakening
The one who claimed my front is now the claimant of my soul
Into the core of self, The neuro-axis, I fade
Within the fading core of self, I am.....
Gone-bound, lost, away, phased out, non-existing