Ceasing the revolution Returned to sedated serenity A titanic fall from the throne of conquest To the smallest particles of the organism No longer flailing involuntarily from reflex An unexpected calm in the face of calamity Soothed by this newfound perspective Gently inhaling the fumes of convalescence Adrenaline fading in the arms of submission Transfixed on the colored plumes Entranced in this chemical hypnosis Catatonic, we spiral on a flume of viscera Methodically wandering into the black Kaleidoscopic visions replace ambition Drones circling the epicenter of control The beams of energy that feed their vessel Fracture the earth as they project to the heavens The terrain rippling with seismic activity Mountains crumbling into the molten core Still we fixate on the assimilation The warmth of our bodies fueling the aggressor Seduced by the simple compounds we require to exist Sustained in perpetual anesthesia Stewing in the odors of our medicated atmosphere Further Intoxicated with every breath Again seduced by this fiendish illusion Still bound to imperfection How grave our miscalculation