Lyrics:

Now we question the biological rhythm
The flowing of information received

It all breaks down to this one projection
Last particle of the sequence
Movements too small to be detected
I've organized your surroundings
No single place you can find me at

Limbic regions regulate the input of chemical reactions
The system is the pilot, I am always behind

I am
I am the unconscious mind and I am never gone
Internal conversation commands the elements