Each moments breaks me Immutable pieces And ever time I try realign me There is not the same code that kept me I'm immutable In my angles I can see an asymmetry That bothers And without the thumbs I'll stay until the voice back I can see an asymmetry The yell is momentary But not less smothery Its the moment that remains Subjugations can’t define me No matter how impersonal they be There's no secret Apply to this stone There's no bridge to cross