The Worm Engine - The Schoenberg Automaton

Hallucinating I can feel it overtake

A desperate cry from a desolate place

Humiliation, there’s no turning back

If there was a way to escape

Would you take it?

Or persist and let it consume

Every mental visual is the work of your own god

Mind control mechanism of a fatal perpetual brain damage

Adrenaline pumps through my veins

This fear creates a monster within

And I keep forgetting what it’s all about

Inner thoughts weave patterns of webs

That tangle and restrict composure

It must be time, to seek for approval, from your higher self

For each sequence is predetermined, until the game is over

And when it all ceases in an instant, nothing really matters

Lifesaving apparatus

Providing motive force

Of an insatiable thirst