Flight - Neurosis

Power

Too weak to stand up the power

Mentally castrated

Seeking security in sedation

Sedation amidst the hum of the machine

Playing on

Grinding on weakness

Grinding on the weak

Punishment for the feel

Rebellion manifests in those who are strong

And punishment for the feel

Only way out or out there

But out there is the end

Sick, sick

They’re damned good at it

Last straw, no more, fight

Her eyes rolled back

Her eyes rolled back

No!

The mutiny has been electrocuted