Desensitization... Of sleep precious Deprivation Fragmented identify Ego weak Pieces of imagination. Starving Impoverished Rise, my generation. Who are you, child? What are you? Where are you? When are you? Why are you? Peace, peace, child No need for complications We'll buy you...a thing, child To soothe your sick damnation. Sleep, sleep, child In your dream there is no Provocation. I'll sing to you, my child And you'll forget The pain of the nations.