Panoptikon

Closed windows

And I cannot breathe

Insects coming over my face

Oh please, and I say

No, no, no

And I say

I have become a stranger to my own needs and desires

I look and see things that are not there

A woman in a pink flower dress comes to me

And I ask myself

And I ask

And I ask

And I ask

And I ask

And I say

And I say:

What is my name?

What is my name?

What is my...

What is my name?

What is my name?

What is

What is

What is your name, darling?

What is your name, angel?

What is your name, honey?

What is your name, baby?

What is your name, baby?

What is your name, baby?

Your name is that of a condemned man

Your name is that of a condemned man

You have no name

We both had knives

High school education

I stuck a knife into his heart and he pleaded with no no, and it felt like making love to him

I will not be sedated

I will not be sedated

I will not be sedated

I will not be sedated

I stuck a knife into his heart and he pleaded with me no, no, no

I will not be sedated

I will not be sedated

I will not be sedated

I will not be sedated

And it felt like making love to him

I will not be sedated

I will not be sedated

I will not be sedated

I will not be sedated

A prisoner rebels even with a knife at his throat

That is why at this time he is a

Prisoner

It is the essence of being a prisoner

Today he cannot be subdued, only murdered

I will not be sedated

I will not be sedated

I will not be sedated

I will not be sedated

A prisoner rebels even with a knife at his throat

That is why at this time he is a

Prisoner

It is the essence of being a prisoner

Today he cannot be subdued, only murdered

He cannot be subdued, only murdered

He cannot be subdued, only murdered

You know, murderers got to pay

I say, Kill 'em in vain

Kill 'em in vain

Kill him in vain

I call you

Can we know the truth at last?

I call you

Do you send me dead flowers?

I call you

Do you know me now at last?

I call you

Do you know my father's name?

I call you

Before the last breath of angels?

I call you

Can't I make my peace at last?

Goddesses before mercy and old age

Take this child up ladders to the storm

Shave from her soul his reptilian grace

And send her to a death beyond temptation

How I wish this would all end

How I wish I could walk free in this world

And could find my life again

And see and do things other people do

I don't see how that would be possible right now, though

Too much has happened

For too long

To me

But you know

You know:

We insects, have learned how to see in the dark

We have committed to memory the palace of despair

And what we see are

Angels!

Angels!

Angels!

Angels!

Angels!

Dark night, make my bed