I'm at one with this machine
Not adjacent to its' clean form, so pristine
I am within

It's a cytoskeleton hell
Firing neurons from each cell
Plunging deep inside the well
Of my unconsciousness

Brain, tease me
Brain, feed me
Brain, lead me on

And my eyes, they will confirm
As the senses baste the burn, cool, with each turn
I am complete

And the resonating scream
Emphasises just one theme, strong, tall and lean
I am the source of your life force