Specimen

A sculpture constructed
 for the perfect system
 Not knowing your true origin
 You wander through life as instructed
 Not knowing the end of it all
 The entity has written your life
 Showed you your path
 but not how to walk it
 I know now the reason
 Why these visions from beyond
 Haunted me through life
 As a supposed guidance
 So this is your way
 Of showing me the truth
 I'm tired of this game
 Playing with my mind
 Hands that cannot move
 Eyes that cannot see
 Mouth that cannot speak
 And a body that cannot feel
 Lifeless, limbless, speachless
 No gestures of my own will
 Soulless, mindless, feeling less
 Even death wont greet me still
 Entrapment is all that's real
 My mind is wired to yours
 How long will you test my strength
 What follows when I am dead
 How long will you test my strength
 What follows once I am gone
 Wired to you
 Encagement is all I feel
 So this is your way
 Of showing me the truth
 I'm tired of this game
 Playing with my mind