I hear the synthesised voice It said that the distance is nothing Its just an illusion of safeness The horrible cyber noise There is out of control your feelings The numeric beast goes hunt He crawls along the walls and ceilings He despicably bites from the inside You already realized this truth But pretending that everything is fine You cant trust to yourself anymore Your hearts woven by a sinful vine made by ice 2021 167 viewsSteve The Sun, 16:08