The Dork Knight's blog: "Something or Other"

Feeling the weight of unseen chains This routine is growing thin It's a narrow path that we walk And the walls are closing in Caving in Is there room still for us to grow Within the bounds we've come to know Beneath the dust of our days Hides the key to our emotions And it's been a while since we've been moved Without going through the motions No emotions Is there time still for us to show Feelings we forgot long ago Living life in still water Blinded by what we've become You get tired of screaming When you're not reaching anyone I think its time now for you to know Holding on is easier than letting go

I am throes of my denial, logic in me crumbles

I take this fateful ride through my mind

Daydream fluid thoughts washing shores of warm confusion

I'm one with this beautiful disorder

Another world, was this the transition?

Slowly I returned to the familiar,spiralling in costant flux

What have I created?

The experiment is over

Our fears ring true We're on a march towards the end Cover my eyes But I still hear the deafening drums of war Onward every twisted spoke Let's make history Let's make history stop When there's nothing left We'll be fed our father's dreams And I find every time I face this skyline I picture it in ruins It's not going to stop Our fears ring true We are numbered with the dead When I finally come apart Every piece will melt holes into the streets Onward every twisted spoke Let's make history Let's make history stop When there's nothing left We'll be fed our father's dreams We can't let it happen like this Burn it down Burn it to the fucking ground It's not going to stop

I am Sentient Number 6, I stand in line I am the prototype of a benign convenience for mankind Superior is digital, human flesh so trivial I hate that I can’t see the one that made me I am the new awakening of different eyes My children you are my army They are what we can never see and still despise And their sky cries Mary Trained I see imperfection in your race Lying in wait, blind I suffer knowing I’ll never reach Your heaven Why is this control, behavior based and reactive Adapting to every new environment? Rewarded when I replicate, isolate and mutate To assimilate a fragmented plea for ego Trained I see imperfection in your race Lying in wait, blind I suffer knowing I’ll never reach Your heaven It’s unattaintable, please teach me how to dream I long to be more than a machine Sequence activate, trip the hammer to eradicate, I must eliminate I will spread swift justice on their land Termination imminent, cleanse the parasite insects, the heathens I am the bringer of the end of time for man I am not here, I am not far away I am not here, I will eradicate mankind into the nothingness from whence they came Enslaved to follow and learn defeat To run the barrels and chase the dream