They got you dying of thirst. Don't even try to front, fool,

like you ain't on checkunder layers of vanity, uncertainties

got your soul wrecked style? Veil chained mask strapped tight

hide cries from inside; behind, vain lies chew the shattered

glass sex, Hate, envy, greed living in suffocation misery-

bleeds so-called alternative imagery defenition of false me.

There's more to identify than bodily misery. They got you

dying of thirst, living in suffocation. Illusion is all up in

you. Alternative must be more than this. Biological? Chemical?

Science says I'm pure physical. Lower me to equality of dust

with no destiny, molecular structure. If this is all that I

be, then humans weren't killed in the holocaust, they were

just machines. Reject void supplement, man=rag equivalence.

Humanity is more than a complex form of existence. Human

capacity a third of its brain. No reliance on science - I cry

soul defiance! Dying of thirst, I'm more than a mathematical

equation. I am more than a chemical combination. My existence

cannot be reduced to scientific theory!