Ready to begin examination of subject 234R There is no breathing or pulse It has no eyes, ears, hair, or genitals No nose, no mouth, or orifices of any kind Complexion is colorless; otherwise the specimen is humanoid But does not appear to be human
I will now make an incision on the surface of the facial area You won't find anything in their way I think to myself, but these are not my thoughts You are surrounded by lies, but no one deceives more than these eyes I look at the specimen, and somehow it's looking back at me Let me take your burden, only then will you see. I push the scalpel into my ocular cavity and sever the optic nerve Suddenly I am no longer blind For the first time in my life, I am able to see
There is no god in space. Our creator has no face.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
