Another year without a light to see.nWithout a lack of chemicals for me.nThey always track what i do what i see.nThere is no chance for me to get a thrill.nnThe corporation always move the wires of these debates.nEradicating all they want to trash away your brain.nnPrison of thoughts. how should i feel now?nCaged inside a jail for years.nIt’s just a way to take control and just shatter.nTo make a martyr out of me.nPrison of thoughts. why don’t you steal nownEverything stored inside of me?nCause i’m so drained and i can feel my brain damagednBy your control incorporated.nnOne other dream, the last resort for me.nOne other spell to get me out of here.nMy video trap that keeps my memories.nUntil the end will get inside of me.