Where do these lines begin and end? Blurred borders, fragmented realities Existence at question Existence at stake For who governs the interpretation Of these scattered impulses? Implications and consequence Weighted heavy round their neck Pulling deeper into a void Whispering softly "You could be free" But to embrace such a voice might just split at the seams And rip at the seams And tear at the seams All for the I The I? The eye? The EYE? Cypher made carbon or cerebral imbalances? Cypher made carbon? Fear churns deep within All for the I Cypher made carbon All for the I? Or cerebral imbalances? All for the eye? Cypher made carbon? The EYE? Fear churns deep within Cypher made carbon Fear churns Fear churns Deep Within