Pharmakon (Sulphur City)

You always thought that reality is what you seeYou meant to feel that your sense was totally freeNo sick illusion, no false institutionNo dream to hold on, just the pure retronomiconYou never realised that life can be the perfect drugAn imaginary colour screen, created without overdubOf how to think and (of) how to actHow to develop & of what you might expectActivating - the bleak seed of chaotic coilDisintegrating - philosophy about godless turmoilDegenerating - the lonesome frequency of lifeRecapitating - the little jewel of entity derivedI'm giving insight to the conflict relationBetween your desires & thought-strantulationYou try to build up your own definitionBy pretending a world without recognitionGift & poison can be the sameIntoxicate your mind & drown yourself in vainYou never tried to explore your mental range of willInstead you chose to freeze intentions poisoned stillWithout your own believe, fucked-up initiativeWithout identity, just crap-banalityYou always live for the moment next to comeDon't waste a thought on things that could be doneNo more perspective, grotesque & distinctiveContradictions analysed, built up & pulverisedWake up, it's your decline!Relieve from now, realise that it's timeTo break it up, find a new directionI'm gonna shroud you in fog, give you a new interpretationTo complete your downfall...