We Disintergrate

I am the poet, the prophet in the pit
Like a hollowpoint bullet, straight to the head
I never miss . . you
within the dark communion of self awareness
there lies a void called ego
an endless fusion of stillness and chaos
to bring its death can bring rebirth
I want to freeze the time
(dissolve into gray)
as we disintegrate the light
let the rain come down,
let the solitude surround
(dissolve into gray)
I want to change the lines
and purify the divide
are we ever free or slaves to technology
Outside the fallen walls of pride and prejudice
there is a voice that speaks in circles
empty illusions still fall before us
there is no future so profess your pain