Synthetic Snow

You see it getting down You feel it makes you high You taste it, it is fine But now you feel fucked up Illusional lights shine And multiply again Delusional sounds belt In your ears again White walls, plastic pipes Green masks, cyber eyes Fleshless world now is around you So cold aura now surrounds you Distorted virtual objects everywhere Synthetic snow So much pressure And despair all over This weird sense Of insanity Alone in the void Everything is hostile Lancinating sights Full of humanity It's burning within my soul