senses wearing dull and numb nnlost inside this maze of choicenna puppet is what i've becomennscreaming in a storm of noise nnnngot to reemerge from that abyssnnto put an end to this ordealnnsomeone help me to get out of this nnis there anybody real? nnnnspeak to me, i call on younndon't know what i have turned intonnmy memory bears no peace of mindnnall channels have gone deaf and blindnnnnnow speak to me, i trust in younnyour vision's clear, your words are truennyour eyes reveal the world behindnni've come to see what i can find nnin you nnnnmy mind transformed into a silver screennnno lesson that i haven't learnednndisplayed in pixels red and blue and greennnaddressed to whom it may concernnnnngot to save me from this hungry floodnnthat eats away the life in mennsomeday i'll return to flesh and bloodnnon that day i will be freennnnspeak to me ...