RHYTHM ZERO

Setting the scene to be the observer

Profound perverse admission of terror

At the mercy of a stranger

The timer begins as your nature is something I mirror

So it begins

Positioned with power, given the option

Laying ahead seventy objects

The spectrum defined torture or pleasure

No sanction, no prize, leaving the choice to fester

Revealing a test, the subject displayed

Absolved of behavior, the scale tips for pain

Tormenting view, instinct withdrawn

All on display, discernment is lost

Tender ideal waits beside the gun

It always plays out this way

Violent nature as you please

Defect mob mentality

Programmed to destroy your own

It's all I see

Disconnected by design

But I'm taking you back

Rhythm zero