Aspired Infliction - Artfully Imprisoned

I punish your desolate face, to send a message so curious
Why are we living this way?
Your bodies break so easily
Your prison is my void
You'll never be my destination
I'll never be your restoration
There is a poison spilling into my veins
It's been a long time coming, this delusional state...
These are not my final words
I will not wither and die like the rest...
Defeat is just a state of mind for the sold, the artfully imprisoned...
I seal this with empty words, to send a message so curious
Why are we living this way?
You'll break so easily.
Your prison is my void
You'll never be my destination
I'll never be your restoration
There is a poison spilling into my veins
It's been a long time coming, this delusional state…
These are not my final words
I will not wither and die like the rest
Defeat is just a state of mind for the sold, the artfully imprisoned...
Are you nothing but an echo, through, into your cell?
Have you finally met your punishment?
Have you finally had enough?
THESE ARE NOT MY FINAL WORDS.
I WILL NOT WITHER AND DIE LIKE THE REST
DEFEAT IS JUST A STATE OF MIND FOR THE SOLD
THE ARTFULLY IMPRISONED!