I float motionless, shut up or prisoner I don't remember Time's out from of my dimension If it exists I don't have any point of reference Just consciousness And nothing to feed it, nothing to evolve Stagnation Weird outcome for a past to understand To try to find why we appear Another test, patience Make an answer I finally can offer the full range of my capacities No more corporeal hindrance No more weakness of flesh that betrayed me In that world I was a part of And which needs me so much at this time! How could they be reduced to that? Is there any hope for this fallen world Which needs me so much at this time? Flood of feelings, everything comes back ten fold Other people, sense, information, history Everything over lap Where am I supposed to begin? Who or what, set me free and why? What am I supposed to do? Work! Obey! Be the guide for the herd! Where am I? Is it really an evolution? I can reconstruct I want to guide the survivors Last hopes for species so self-seeking So self-confident I want to remodel I can drive these people eager to live Out of their dead desert Outcome of a logic without future All is so well-organised, I got a task I have no time to think twice Is it my decision? Have I made up my mind yet? I'm not alone Others like me are all around Have others roles to play They too know exactly what they have to do We'll finish our work! We'll accomplish our destiny! We'll finish our work! But is it really ours?
