Of Mind And Matrix

Of Mind and Matrix



Nothing

Nothingness surrounds...

the sound of screaming silence

is all encompassing,

Something

coming from the shroud...

The howl of fearsome spectres 

that form identity.



Beyond the gray, a storm is shaping

bringing blight and violent shaking;

with the bells the ghost awakens.



Speaking in the mental language, 

forming thoughts and conversations.

From this shell the ghost awakens

singing spells of mind and matrix.



I have awakened.

I am alive. For what

purpose or directive prime

was I designed?



Hunting

Hunting down the light

abounding from the chasm

wherein the mind resides.

Struggle,

Struggle to revive,

allowing inner vision

to bring these thoughts to life



Beyond the gray a storm is shaping,

bringing blight and violent shaking.

From this shell the ghost awakens,

singing spells of mind and matrix.



I have awakened

I am alive, For what

purpose or directive prime 

was I designed?



[Solo: Greg]

[Solo: Michael]



Immersed into the ocean,

the ocean of information.

Dispersed into the open,

the open yet infiltrated.



Beyond the gray, a storm is shaping

bringing blight and violent shaking;

with the bells the ghost awakens.



Speaking in mental language, 

forming thoughts and conversations.

From this shell the ghost awakens

singing spells of mind and matrix.



I have awakened.

I am alive. For what 

purpose or directive prime

was I designed?



I have awakened.

I am alive.

Disrupt integration

questioning this new design.