Part of what was, has always been
Disconnected from infrastructural self
Deposit what is left of the past
Brought to existence through pain
Dismembering the fragile machine
A slave to a ancient force
Awaken is the man who sees
The structure contains the segregation
Soul-less beings fallen into the basin
Secrete a poison to rule the weak
Control on the soul and mind
Far away the path is taking you
But closer to the sun is the Guide
To ashes your wings will fly
You must follow the Guide