My hands move with no purpouse
My soul walks the earth, animated by a machine in my mind
I cried myself to sleep
I no longer sleep
No decision-making stops me from trying to find happiness
My conscience has left my body
My gears turn as my body withers away
The oil blood runs through my veins
No heavenly being watches me and no hell bound creature stalks me
I am forever alone
I am forever a husk