Frequency, Pt. 2

A force I can't describe Tells me I'm hollow inside Stripped down to bare naked disappointment Veils of enchantment, malformed weakness This desire without means Plans without any Real intention to see What could have been What you didn't need What I seek, what I believe Deception of self Lost in this hell of loathing Misery and dread Living half dead Behind your lines Encryption and lies Subversion, sabotage Covert stealthy wrath Signal to noise A newfound lost voice Radiating randomness Drifts into nothingness What I once feared Now within my reach Listening, the Subconscious preach Distractions propaganda The whole spectrum, taken over It must come down I can't go on The signal, gone Out of phase with this world Zone out And again, I'm alone