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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