Psypheria Digital Black Lyrics

Steel-torn flesh
Glass-crushed skull
Flat-line brain wave
Respirated breathing
Comatose and abandoned
Reduced to patient X
No hope for life
No way to die
Modern medical miracles
Condemned to living death
Necrophilic experiment
Pitied and repulsive
Intravenous lifelines
Devoid of human touch
Flesh cannot atrophy
Rigor mortis forestalled
No sight No sound
No feeling
Confined to this hell
Artificial light my beacon Engulfed in eternal night
Electoronic pulse rate
Force fed through a tube
Life replaced by circuitry
No need to think or breathe
Numeric status readouts
Monitoring vital signs

Cybergod in command
In control of my fate
Not a shred of dignity
Always probed and measured
Wrapped in gauze and latex
Fluids flowing in and out
I must scream out loud
But I have no mouth