Give me sight so 
I can see. 
Give me air so 
I can breathe. 
Overcome anxiety. 
I have no mouth and 
I must scream. 
Breaking down. 
Artificial barriers. 
Revolution means so little without absolve. 
Undermining circumstance leads to dissolve. 
Open mouth. 
Fate in hand. 
A gleam of chrome. 
A flash of red. 
Diffuse these thoughts inside my head.