Artichoke Mind

In the shadows of the Cold War, secrets kept so tight

Lies the tale of Artichoke, in the dead of night

Interrogation rooms, where minds were torn apart

In the name of control, they sought to break the heart

Artichoke Mind, in the depths of the unknown

Where shadows whisper secrets, and the seeds are sown

In the name of power, the boundaries they defied

Artichoke Mind, where the truth and darkness collide

Syringes filled with substances, to bend the will and soul

To find the perfect method, to reach the ultimate goal