Mind collapsed under the pressure of my thoughts
Asking to fade away then to return again
Recomposing pieces from the ground
Recomposing fragments of my broken past
My eyes are moving to see
Words are running from page to page
They turn blue to grey, proud into rage, your thoughts into shame
Recomposing pieces from the ground
Recomposing fragments of our ethics
My eyes are moving to see
Structure that decompose our human being
Feed on gas product dogmas and orders
Feel it move under your skin
It's crawling in your conscience
It's screaming in your ears
Let it come, let it speak
It's the deepest part of your soul
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