Glass on Skin

Smoke-filled lungs a shattered skin

My eyes are back and strange

They handed us-down a dream my inside suffering

Your seven fails unfold

All your tales untold

Fantasies must die

Glass in your mind

Mysterious alone you're scarred

Alone you ask yourself

Someone outside?

Do you fear the light?

Well within the innuendos

Your friend's my enemy

Outside the steamy windows

Controlled symphony

I'm stripped down to the bone

My mind is on a screen

Tales of truth untold

No spectre within

Communication's old

A level reached so cold

Digital understand

Come down and touch my hand

It makes me cry it feels so good inside

While castles are falling down

Confusion is in between

Respirators are all around

The mindmachine's the king

Long distance information

I'm in a gaseous haze

I got the fuel for the transformation

A systematic race

I'm stripped down to the bone

My mind is on a screen

Tales of truth untold

No spectre within

Communication's old

A level reached so cold

Digital understand

Come down and touch my hand

It makes me cry it feels so good inside

It's a glass of skin