I will reconstruct this machine to withhold its new direction.

 I want to be numb.

 I have been destructed, immobilized, buried by our junction.

 Reconstruct.

 Overwhelmed by my corrupted life.

 The bearing I once started has been lost among the animation of what I’ve become.

 Collaboration of this being and the architect’s reflection.

 Sealed for so long in a tomb of assurance, this structure Is a misconception.

 The creator has found a fracture derived from the point of inception.

 Its origin so deeply rooted, undetected and unitary.

 Every fiber of the carrier tears, the further this is carried.

 I have been destructed, immobilized, buried by our junction.

 Reconstruct.

 I must disengage the Imperfection and begin again.

 Determine the source, and undo it from within.

 I must disengage the Imperfection and begin again.

 The bearing I once started has been lost among the animation of what I’ve become.

 I want to be numb.

 I will reconstruct this machine to withhold it's new direction.

 A collaboration of this being and the architect’s reflection.

 I want to be numb.

 Among the animation of what I’ve become.

 The bearing I once started has been lost among the animation of what I’ve become.