Digital Hellscape
Faced with interactions
Tried to place myself in line
Time is spinning on its axis
Feels all made up by design
Who stands in my reflection?
Shaken and belligerent
Another foolish question
But I can't tell the difference
Pulled from my consciousness
Docile and barren
I plug it into my skin
Becoming less human
Pulled from my consciousness
Docile and barren
I plug it into my skin
Becoming less human
Now you are voiceless
Now you are lifeless
This is a shell of my former self
Trapped in a hell that's digital
Meaningless and immaterial
Trapped in a hell that's digital
Names without a face, blur in the crease, mutate to obsolete
Suction like a leech, look for release, pulsating the machine
Traced with numerals, check for a pulse, no longer in control
Waiting for the fall, slow to implode, tied fates identical
I'm terminal
I'm terminal
I'm terminal
Witness the hellscape
I'm terminal
I'm terminal
I'm terminal
Witness the hellscape
I have become the machine
Now you are voiceless
Now you are lifeless
This is a shell of my former self
Trapped in a hell that's digital
Meaningless and immaterial
Trapped in a hell that's digital
This is a shell of my former self
Trapped in a hell that's digital
Tried to place myself in line
Time is spinning on its axis
Feels all made up by design
Who stands in my reflection?
Shaken and belligerent
Another foolish question
But I can't tell the difference
Pulled from my consciousness
Docile and barren
I plug it into my skin
Becoming less human
Pulled from my consciousness
Docile and barren
I plug it into my skin
Becoming less human
Now you are voiceless
Now you are lifeless
This is a shell of my former self
Trapped in a hell that's digital
Meaningless and immaterial
Trapped in a hell that's digital
Names without a face, blur in the crease, mutate to obsolete
Suction like a leech, look for release, pulsating the machine
Traced with numerals, check for a pulse, no longer in control
Waiting for the fall, slow to implode, tied fates identical
I'm terminal
I'm terminal
I'm terminal
Witness the hellscape
I'm terminal
I'm terminal
I'm terminal
Witness the hellscape
I have become the machine
Now you are voiceless
Now you are lifeless
This is a shell of my former self
Trapped in a hell that's digital
Meaningless and immaterial
Trapped in a hell that's digital
This is a shell of my former self
Trapped in a hell that's digital
Credits
Writer(s): Adam Gray, Ben Witkowski, Chris Davis, Christian Royer, J.t. Cavey
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