Don’t push me
Let me decide the fate of body
Questions remain unanswered
Leave vigor for my time
That included doubts
And eternal uncertainty
A sterilized corridor receives me
Limbs paralyzed
The picture came from emptiness
I don’t know that they wheel me in or i’m already dead
I felt like this at the exit of the womb
Soon the next phase’s gonna settle
Aid or abuse
Don’t push me
Let me decide the fate of body
Questions remain unanswered
Leave vigor for my time
That included doubts
And eternal uncertainty
Is it a good idea or not
(I’m at one’s wits end)
If the construction’s upgrade is concerned
Or the consummation of the „ghost-mates”
Who live beside me
-In this case the consent is checked-
Maybe it was the idea
Of the dwellers of quintumnia
Hand-clasp has been reached
…My veins pulsing
The tube pushed up, reached the wall
Veil dwells in my eyes
Seeing tools it could be a posthuman thing
In the end i’ll be grateful for this
I feel the mutation in my nerves
In the end i’ll be grateful for this
I feel the mutation in my nerves
Now everything’s nonsense
I didn’t ask for eternity
If you reamed me i’ll fight
(From mere ennui)
If you reamed me i’ll fight
