Bodies in sway to melody absent of rhythm. An offering to our only begotten Engineer. Broken contact with the eye within the prism. Erase. Black mirror scripture imparts. In a world as foreign to us as our own hearts. Technology is God, and God speaks, “humanity is secondary to Me.” Hold me down. I’m cancerous and I’m spreading out. We will drown beneath the vices we disavow. Small black screens are your only God now. Creature writhing within a dreaming system. He oscillate, as the science tries to manifest resolution to man’s every schism. Erase. Distraction is clandestine, but we all have the passcode. Identities wander as autonomous shadows. The concept animates in reflective visage. Man creates God in his own image. Hold me down, I’m cancerous and I’m spreading out. We will drown beneath the vices we disavow. Small black screens are your only God now. Lost and alone in a space void of color. I’m here, breathing salt, ocean grave, going under (All we are is lost). Connected and polarized. Division is catalyzed. Pseudo selves we fantasize. Unity is bastardized. Lost and alone in a space void of color. I’m here, breathing salt, ocean grave, going under. All we are is lost.
