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Drenched in darkness

Drowning your mind

The contract of your death

Has just been signed

In a palace of freaks

Of the most grotesque form

Fed L.S.D

To fit in with the ward

Minutes seem like hours

Over a period of time

From the electrical pressure

He is unable to realize

Philosophy - A way to do it

Psychology - Can you get through it?

Autopsy - Cut you open

Technology - Is unspoken

He has been confined

The first and last time

By people scared to be

Told about reality

Scared of the truth

Mankind loves lies

To cover its insecurities

The purpose of peace defied

The brain is the control

But easily deceived

Sometimes operates off others

And the things they believe

Philosophy - A way to do it

Psychology - Can you get through it?

Autopsy - Cut you open

Technology - Is unspoken