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Neural Decay
Upiór
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The sudden loss of motor controlled limbs
My hand is punctured by needle pins
Spreading like a disease up my arm
Ill affect to my beating heart
Fate steers us through infernal sea
Rejected promises, uncertainty
Disease reflects the darkness in his hand
A malice hidden from scrolls in the sand
Piece by piece neural paths decay
Cutting off feelings by disrupting brain waves
The sickness is spreading under the skin
With a secret assailant plucking at the strings
At mercy of the hourglass
Time refracted by present and past
Trying to fight off the triggers unknown
Was this caused by what my own hand sewn?
Seeds were planted in uncertainty
Growing in weight by life choice or hereditary
Nothing runs deeper or thicker than blood
From cradle to the grave, bio makeup undone
Like a starved plant I wither in the wind
Growing ever weaker from the infliction within
Sinking like lead, consumed by dread
My head!
At mercy of the hourglass
Time refracted by present and past
Trying to fight off the triggers unknown
Was this caused by what my own hand sewn?
At mercy of the hourglass
Time refracted by present and past
Trying to fight off the triggers unknown
Was this caused by what my own hand sewn?
Tremors
Muscle spasms
Crooked hands that become claws
Weakness
And sickness
A shell of what I once was
Bow down with your head by your knees
And submit to the suffering
Accept your cellular flaws
Elimination from natural selection
Bow down with your head by your knees
And submit to the suffering
Accept your cellular flaws
Elimination from natural selection
I lay in submission
Dysphoria chains me down
To darkness warm embrace
And suffocate the feelings
Light hits the eye but distorts informative rays
Details are lost from the signals feeding back the brain
A radial blur which constricts my sight
Closing in to consume all the light
Crying out for help and for that elusive truth
Clutching at straws for something new
My voice falls upon death ears
I try fighting back the tears
"What more can I do?
My efforts feel hopeless"
Withering and slaughtering my mind
I drew the short straw
Fate steers us through infernal sea
Rejected promises, uncertainty
Disease reflects the darkness in his hand
A malice hidden from scrolls in the sand
Piece by piece neural paths decay
Cutting off feelings by disrupting brain waves
The sickness is spreading under the skin
With a secret assailant plucking at the strings
Losing grasp, I'm feeling detached
Limbs reject the movements I act
Thickening oil, joints stiffen and boil
Spiralling coil till I hit the soil
In my veins the enemy resides
Withdrawn pain behind glazed eyes
Myelin sheath, depleting with grief
Disbelief, I wither like leaves