Clock DVA - White Cell lyrics

Active, then immobility I am myself Against their laws of morality Inturned I turn towards the eastern block Create a new mental space Carve out an area which is undefined Begins to work Then wheels turn Juliette invades my dreams Nature is benign Darkness is sweeter than earths red wine In my white cell Nothing is right Imprisoned, I make my own world suffer For sensory deprivation increased my will Their cruelty is ironic For my pain is freedom against their will I put pen to paper for my cause Glorify my perversest thoughts Four walls enclosed I am alone to dwell on the darkest thoughs of man Even though I could not exist I tried 120 days lost And then complete I ask for a non-religious funeral But I am inturned in holy ground Locked in endlessness in my white cell As a person lost of sense and of will