Testo Double-Blind

Measure the distance... your dreams define your value.

What is the difference between your strength and your potential?

I'm conscious less, a conscious mess... let's redefine this consciousness...

Look in the distance...
Your dreams define your value.
What is the difference between your strength and your credentials?

Projecting fear and angst on others...
Double-blind and poisonous, enticed by this succubus.
So fucking naive.
They prey on those in need.

Anthropomorphic and pompous... equipped with tunnel-vision.
Projection rears it's ugly head again but I choose life instead.

What a terrible mess...
When evolution seems to regress...

Space and time are seemingly unimportant when you can't prove that either exists. We're on a different scale now and this tangent of thought is hard to resist.

This way of life has it's price.
This way of life has it's price.
This way of life has it's price.
Every way of life has it's price.

Factory born...
From the warmth we are torn...
We're born to fall...
As we sift through all...
We wander aimlessly...
Towards and obscurity...

We wander...
Aimlessly...
With vain thoughts...
Of purpose...
And then...
We die.