Direct, Infect

Your toy, your possession, your circus procession
You try to….
Bait me, you hate me the indifference forsakes me
You like to…
Scrutinize, sell packs of lies the truth of me slowly dies

Own me, direct me
Your insecurities infect me


Ties that bind, lock down the mind I am what you thought to be blind
You need to…
Create the vision, the only mission, to create your father through my fission
You see me…
The path to your fantasy, what you want me to be, a vague depiction of reality

Own me, direct me
Your insecurities infect me

What will you be?
What will you see ?

When I leave…

What will you do?
Who will you subdue?

When refuse to receive…


Direct me!
Infect me!

No more…