Lyrics
Trak Tohr Behme
Attraction - a tracking device with vice grips
Ripping at skin with light rips
Back flipping miss labeled switches (uh huh)
Hitchin’ a ride when the light drive’s glitchin’
Wishin’ it was me with the shields and protection
My direction - not the question of how I will survive
An air locked arrival deprived of everything but my weakened saliva
From a ship that hit me with a neutron pile driver
In the fast lane fishin’ for my own set of weapons
Steppin’ - to the rear to amplify with mirrors
All the deadly rays I’m catchin
Guessin’ at the cure of never learning how to steer
I can’t break free from her energy - I can’t get her to leave my mind
I can’t seem to leave this energy - I can’t learn to free my mind
I can't breathe without this energy - I can't see what makes me blind
I can't survive without this energy - I just need to make it mine
I’m in a chain reaction - trapped and captive
Adaptive circuits failing - the end of smooth sailing
Distress message hailing - powerful clutching that I can’t disengage
Holding rays keep me locked me in cold shuttle bays
With trays of other specimens stretchin’ with the bends
Some crazy some glazed all grazing on the fields of emotional genocide
A roller coaster ride brakes fried unstable but incapable of death
Dementors on the prowl - grappling with gadgets to activate their magic
With some havoc on the side - clamps hide on thermal tiles
Blind inverted smiles locked across stolen files ready for the decompile
Viral perfection to infest nested minds victimize the complete collective hive
I’m still alive from the aura leechin’ creatures severing my breath
Death becoming life through saturated batter
Mad hatters sippin’ poison tea with crossed eyes
Feeding on the weak to synthesize, synthesize, synthesize
Feeding on the weak to synthesize their evil spells
Rejection - source of heat depletion - while I’m deep cryosleepin’
Face first into bursting infection
Deception maximized and twisted from inspection
Extreme - self magnified with greatness - patience bein’ weightless
Escape a little makeshift from a savior on this slave ship
A sword smith to weld the rifts to rectify
My defects and decisions when I trip on my gifts
My vision drifts down to underground hatches
Hidden caches controlled by single serving fascists
With behavior on the rash side
Relax time breaks like tool and die with a smile
While filing down my following
Dead in the water eyed by optics bent on a slaughter
Assault rifle eyes - laser scanning - mind probing and planning
Waiting for the capture where I pay to fix the fractures they implant and manufacture
Where I pay to fix the fractures she implant and manufacture
A ship in space by its own undoing is stuck and incapable of moving itself. Along comes a bigger stronger ship that locks onto
it with its tractor beam and leaving the smaller ship at the discretion of the larger ship. The smaller ship is trapped and
only allowed minimum supplies for survival. The metaphor touches on relationships not being able to make your own direction
in life and all controlling forces.