Born and dead, reborn restored
With memories
And thought installed
Designed to live a thousand times
Just waiting her impatiently
I am so confused, my mind seems trapped inside this artificial skin
Why am I
Why am I
Unlike man
Without life
Why am I
Unlike man
Without dreams
I am cold rigid and remote
Flesh and bone close to perfection
Without mission no direction
Waiting for your fatal action
Like a tool of mass destruction
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