Journal of a Modified Lyrics

Reflections of the barren embodiement of a another me
I really never had the chance to know what I would have become prior to this.

We are not yet alive

I can no longer recognize my face
Now behold a future, biomechanical human race
Now I'll fall forever, falling down from grace
False perceptions, we still stands inside their maze

Alone, orphan, still breathing superficially I
Try to outlast this remaining part of my memory
until it's erased

We are not yet alive

I can no longer recognize my face
Now behold a future, biomechanical human race
Now I'll fall forever, falling down from grace
False perceptions, we still stands inside their maze

I'm still here
I am still alive
I am soon mindless

I can no longer recognize my face
Now behold a future, biomechanical human race
Now I'll fall forever, falling down from grace
False perceptions, we still stands inside their maze
Blinded in their maze