Transforming - Lyrics

 Wojciech Potentas


Transforming


That chip, made me think the plan that creep

That chemicals let me strong to face them as one 


That spooky software, was too silent to predict the disaster

That spooky software, was to blind to aware me from your posture


That one, was better than my Son

That Viaviator let the other road pass through

$vi, let me never be

Back, the psycho sees bee


That eye, made me see they all to die 

That arm, made me send them towards after-life


That skin, made me feel safe within

That string, shown their heads cut off from sing


The subject reported ripped apart his colleagues,

Stepped on the roof, jumping wildly.

The suspected reason for the collapse of the building wasn’t the three ton mass mech

It was just a construction failure


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