Parise

Consign myself away
I've built myself with molten steel
My skeletal hands are wired and worn
I'm becoming a compound so I push and pull

Electric currents replace blood cells
Eccentric circuits, my soul connects
Spheric and strong
I no longer break down, I cannot rest

My eyes illuminate against the glass
Abstaining focal shifts to palindrome lines
Mimic expression, translucent model of progression
I look out, escape is granted, free myself?
No

Unresponsive, a mechanic I work inline
Scanning faces, I learn the nothingness inside
A binary heartbeat
A digital visionary

Escape is granted
And in this moment, I free myself
As each memory fades
In the emptiness, I free myself

Your hand reaches out
I am reaching back
Your hand reaches out
I am reaching back