Text: Project Pitchfork. Human Crossing.

Long halls white rooms

A cage a name

Rat 41 distress

The rest is imagination



Where have I been

A pain in my body

I taste blood

Where is my home

Cruel eyes

A hand is reaching for me

The rest is imagination



Is it raining outside

Is there a sun

Is there a sky

Is there compassion



Dazzling lights

Needles injections

Almond eyes giving hope

In the night almond eyes

The rest is imagination



Where have I been

A pain in my body

I taste blood

Where is my home

Cruel eyes

A hand is reaching for me

The rest is imagination