Surveillance - A Frames

Despite my glorified foresight No one will be talking in time Once the limit was the sky, now I'm under watchful eye Until the day your thoughts align and Slow down with mine I'm under surveillance The path to the poet's ideal Forever amazed by the way that you spin the wheel It goes over your head dear Over your head, over And I'm in way over my head here, over And I'm covering up behind design For you to share your timeless cure For peace of mind 'Cause there's far more than meets the eye That I've come to admire All that you have in your sight When I'm slowly losing mine While I'm under surveillance The path to the poet's ideal Forever amazed by the way That you spin the wheel It goes over your head dear Over your head, over And I'm in way over my head here, over Oh, and how I long to breathe air Long to breathe air Oh, and how I long to breathe air Long to breathe air Long to breathe air But I'm under surveillance The path to the poet's ideal Forever amazed by the way That you spin the wheel It goes over your head dear Over your head, over And I'm in way over my head here, over Oh, and how I long to breathe air Long to breathe air Oh, and how I long to breathe air Long to breathe air Oh, and how I long to breathe air Long to breathe air Oh, and how I long to breathe air Long to breathe air Long to breathe air Long to breathe air

Mechanical compound eye Imposed observance. Sentries in the sky Vigilant lenses. Objectives belied In blackened heavens covertly they hide They see you. They see all. They know all indiscretions Compiler of your dreams, your indignations Following your every single move They see you All-seeing instrument. Supreme perception Omnifocal accumulator Thief of integrity. Its gaze upon the blind Information divinity by man designed The lives of all they occupy. Their eyes in dismal gloom The all-piercing, dead oculi - mirrors of our doom Oblivious to the trespass as you gaze into the black The demon of surveillance insultingly staring back - Into you They own your every secret, your life is in their files The grains of your every waking second sifted through and scrutinized They know your every right. They know your every wrong Each put in their due compartment - sins where sins belong They know you. They see all. They know all indiscretions Compiler of your dreams, your indignations Following your every single move They know you

I am your experiment I'm the next(best?) equivalent Alienate to personalize Take a look into my eyes One-way mirror on the wall Who's the lonliest of all? Disconnection in? concrete Reality testing is complete I am your experiment I'm the next(best?) equivalent Alienate to personalize Take a look into my eyes One-way mirror on the wall Who's the lonliest of all? Disconnection in? concrete Reality testing is complete I am your experiment...

Death train slogging through the dusty land Pale blue water and growing sand No passengers no engineer No destination, far or near Coals are burning heating up the tank Pistons churning and the wheels they clank Pressure building, throttle open wide Death train rolling on its final ride. Coals are burning heating up the tank Pistons churning and the wheels they clank Pressure building, throttle open wide Death train rolling on its final ride. Death train rolling on its final ride [4x]