A sculpture constructed for the perfect system 
Not knowing your true origin 
You wander through life as instructed 
Not knowing the end of it all 
The entity has written your life 
Showed you your path but not how to walk it 
I know now the reason 
Why these visions from beyond 
Haunted me through life 
As a supposed guidance 
So this is your way 
Of showing me the truth 
I`m tired of this game 
Playing with my mind 
Hands that cannot move 
Eyes that cannot see 
Mouth that cannot speak 
And a body that cannot feel 
Lifeless, limbless, speachless 
No gestures of my own will 
Soulless, mindless, feeling less 
Even death wont greet me still 
Entrapment is all that`s real 
My mind is wired to yours 
How long will you test my strength 
What follows when 
I am dead 
How long will you test my strength 
What follows once 
I am gone 
Wired to you 
Encagement is all 
I feel So this is your way 
Of showing me the truth 
I`m tired of this game 
Playing with my mind