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MY LIFE IS TERMOIL AND STORMY WEATHER IS THE NAME OF THE GAME ..
CAOS SURROUNDS ME ..
MY SKIN BURNS AS IF IT WERE FALLING FROM MY MUSCLES AND BONES ..
YET I DO NOT FEEL THE PAIN
..THE DROP OF A PIN IS LIKE A THUNDER CRASH THAT SENDS A BOLT OF LIGHTING THROUGH MY SOUL ..
YET INSIDE ME IS DEAD CALM,
LIFELESS AND EMPTY,
THICK WITH CRUSHING PRESSURE THAT BRINGS DIAMONDS TO DUST ..
I WANDER AIMLESSLY ..
I HAVE LOST ALL OF DESIRE AND DIRECTION ..
MY EXISTENCE A MEANINGLESS WASTE OF SPACE AND NOTHINGNESS ..
..WATER AND DIRT..
..MUD AND RAIN..
..RUST AND PISS..
..I AM LESS THAN A MAN OR BEAST ..
.. I WANT NOTHING BUT FOR THIS ALL TO END ..
.. I FEEL NOTHING ..
.. I HAVE DONE NOTHING ..
.. I HAVE BECOME NOTHING ..
.. I AM MINUS -ZERØ ! ..
I AM SLOWLY FEELING LESS OF MY HUMAN FORM
MY BLOOD RUNS A RIVER OF NUMBERS AND CODES
MY SENSES AN ORCHESTRA OF PERSONIFICATION
MY HEART THE CENTER OF LIMITLESS POWER
MY EMOTIONS ARE THE ONES OF THE MASSES
I HAVE LET DOWN MY DEFENSES
RELEASED FROM MY FEARS
I STREAM AT TRILLIONS OF TERABYTES PER SECOND
I AM BECOMING MORE THAN PART OF THE NETWORK
I AM BECOMING THE NETWORK IT SELF
LIGHTINING STRIKES !
THE CREATURES FLEE !
THE SKY IS BURNING !
SMOKE IS ON FIRE !
THERE IS NO PLACE TO HIDE ..
THERE IS SOMETHING ELSE IN THE AIR ..