Finally Waking Up Between Two Worlds

Yeah, I'm looking in the mirror but the pigment's changing. Is this a

chemical reaction or a soul rearranging? I'm in the pod. Close the lid.

See what I did. I'm waking up in a body I don't recognize.

Staring through these foreign eyes. Trying to find a compromise between the prophecies and

corporate lies. They told me walk again, I took the offer now I'm

tangled in the wires. Walking through a forest where the oxygen is briars,

fuel for the fires. See, I'm a soldier with a broken

spine searching for a sign of life but every time I plug into