Gears

Sounds of Broken Souls

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Connect to the machines of your truth
Injected to the reduced reality
Infringing the rules of a dustbin
Absorbing what I do
I have nothing and I still want more

Break the glass, let me hear and see
Your judgments reduce me, I'm alone!

Twisted among your cables
I want to stop believing
There are changes outside of this place
I just have to find a way to avoid you
But the hard part is whether
The collective avoid you

The tide rises again

My eyes are eaten away
By what you want me to remind
Every day I'm yours, even more
Your culture prevent me believe
(There is something more)
This must be the end

Break the glass, let me hear and see
Your judgments reduce me, I'm alone

I'm embracing the Sun, purging the fire

A trace of what I was
Someday we'll overcome this
Just question’ your tricks
Giving us the power
And reason what we will need for all