I can see my face inside your eyes
Cold, black, prying into my mind
They're holding my thoughts
Don't let me think wrongly
They'll know all my weaknesses
Now it's too late
I'm mentally broken
The torture begins as they lengthen my skin
Empty stomach pumped with fluid
Eyeballs gouged with sharpened needles
Rubber blankets soaked in water covering my hollow soul
Covering my soul
I am pain
The white light is piercing through my brain
Crystals gleaming, sterile metal, so cold on my skin
This cannot be happening
Am I dreaming?
Am I dreaming?
Am I dreaming?
Am I dreaming?
Am I dreaming?
This cannot be real
Someone please wake me up from this twisted nightmare
Wake me from this dream
Hallucination
Mental war with the mind
Discombobulated visions and thoughts trapped inside the mind
I own, trapped inside the mind
I own the white light
The white light
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