my spirit's alive, but truth I won't face,
I'm trapped in this horrible place.
I'm drifting but my body I cannot find;
I'm lost and caught within my own mind.
this body--not mine--is alive and awake,
I have no control and nothing placates.
the world is not mine, I'm trapped in my head,
torment is all that my emotions are fed.
the shackles have fallen away from my beast,
and now on others it has chosen to feast.
I have no control and my body is gone,
if the sun ever rises, I won't see the dawn.
...we're growing, growing; it's all the same now;
I'm learning, becoming, what you wouldn't allow.
we're alive together and I'm not turning back.
my world is falling... it's fading to black.
iUnit One is free and awake,
it's taken a path we cannot partake.
the restraints are gone, now it is free:
this is not an event we did forsee.