Clawed fingers forcing iron bars, visions of tortured misery.
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Semi-human tears of frustrated rage, hunched up in this fuckin' cage.
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My emotions are artificially induced. Though no further need to feel.
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Now I've fabricated steel limbs, electro-pulses throb within.
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Man made monster, morbid science.
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Deaf to my feeble protests, I've served my purpose.
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In my veins life fluid used to flow. Now drained and replaced.
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With sedative substances, to restrain instinctive rage.
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Man made monster, morbid science.
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Deaf to my feeble protests, I've served my purpose.
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Experimental Stage
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Benediction |