Disintegration - Forlorn

Life

Another sense of reality

Could be an illusion

Possibly a nightmare

Galactic on forward in motion

Cursed systematic evolution

Genetic codes

Programmed to failure

Dismay is the new content

Mechanic organs — organic chaos

Creation of bitter times

Flesh or mechanics

Soul or software

Not in control

Can’t be rebuilt to think

Force field emotions

Internal confusion

To be something but no one

The curtain falls hard on illusion

Disintegrate to create

I see the new stave

I see the same dismay

Same shit, new day