O concrete caged mind. Banging ignorance. Inside this fragile glass head. Processing falls again. This beating, beat me to death ! This beating, beat me to death ! Ignorance, beat me to death ! Beating, beat me to death ! Beat me to death ! All the network lines. Wrapped around my wrists. Turn into barbwire. As they are slipping through my fist. The inkjet machines buzzing revenge. Inside. Translations. Red ink and paper cuts. Beat me to death !
