Mhysteric

The journey will be long and with no return

Your faith’s final moan, the seas will cry and claim its victims

Betrayed your feeling, in this slackness of meaning

I know you have to leave, there’s a look in your eyes

The cities lights burn ever bright

And you will learn the practice of pleasure

You love machines that dream of perfection

Shaped as me in my paradise

Don’t weep for horror

don’t weep for this mhysterical loss

Of human thought

Your future once burned bright for the world to see

The pressure now builds and

breaks the man they thought you would be

Voices they haunt you, as you drift alone on this empty sea

There’s no time for remorse, your valor was not in vain

Behold now the lands long fore told

And you will learn the practice of pleasure

You love machines that dream of perfection

Shaped as me in my paradise

Don’t weep for horror

don’t weep for this mhysterical loss

Of human thought