in your world, the day is no threat

in my world, there is an absence of light

"genetic superior cell" controlled

by the fathomless and unbearable



a radical new Form of plastic and rage

biologically optimized

but with a strangling pulse



in your world, you find me worthy

in my world, I "parashoot" my life

a virtual drugstore populated

by the fathomless and unbearable



machine, meat and blood

in an intimate relationship

the new - superior -

more effective than all the preceding



when we can no longer

cry and reality is torn

then it's easy to forget

that the responsibility lies on us all



in your world, the night is no threat

in my world, the darkness

transforms to a vision of hell

populated by fathomless and unbearable