Lifeline Lost

Reflexes shot
The myth retired
Our lives confined
And unfulfilled
Between despondency and hope
Still ownards. onwards
Ever onwards

Power, wealth, knowledge
My lifeline
My lifeline
My lifeline lost

As they herd us back
Into their cages fo comfort
Of need, of quiet mediocrity
We are but a small part
In a picture so big
It s obscene

Call it wasteland
Call it hell
I call it home, i call it life
My illusion s gone, this is it
Nothing more, nothing less
Hit floor, one last time
No more, no more