Where do these lines begin and end?
Blurred borders, fragmented realities
Existence at question
Existence at stake
For who governs the interpretation
Of these scattered impulses?

Implications and consequence
Weighted heavy round their neck
Pulling deeper into a void
Whispering softly
"You could be free"
But to embrace such a voice might just split at the seams
And rip at the seams
And tear at the seams
All for the I
The I?
The eye?
The EYE?

Cypher made carbon or cerebral imbalances?
Cypher made carbon?
Fear churns deep within

All for the I
Cypher made carbon
All for the I?
Or cerebral imbalances?
All for the eye?
Cypher made carbon?
The EYE?
Fear churns deep within

Cypher made carbon
Fear churns
Fear churns
Deep
Within