Once a thriving entity, thing of synthetic perfection
Man at birth, hardened by time, touchable by no one
Now a heap of corroding earth, stripped of all its worth
Bio-mechanical moments of glory now are distant to see
Flesh that infused is rotted and gone, left to corrode as debris
His will to kill and without ever taking fucking names, his will to kill
Trembles the flesh against the edge of the razor, we find
Cursed are those who push back at the blade
Sent to the stake, those who question their nature, they try
Cursing all those who welcome the blaze
Cursing all those who welcome the blaze
Gears that turned, filled with dirt, rusted and crumbling cease
Faced with the end, no innocence left, hollowed out his arteries
This self destructive, putrid waste felt no love
The horizon is his face turns to blood
So hard to believe, that cyborg was me
So hard to believe, that cyborg killed me

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