Chiasma - Wind-up | Текст песни

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Training taking over
Tik Tok, the clock has stricken one

I can handle it

Is this what I was created for
Serving your purpose no more
To stutter to your amusement
For you to wind up, wind up
In a world that has severed
Its will to see a day ahead
New dreams take shape to deliver us but
There's nothing new under the sun

A sky so grey maybe I can handle it
A falling ash maybe I can handle it
The view so bleak maybe I can handle it
The fire so hot maybe I can handle it
The touch so cold maybe I can handle it
The guns so loud maybe I can handle it
A dark despair maybe I can handle it
A fear so real, I can handle it

Genetics tainted to further
Squandering hands and murder
Strength coded but not intended
Intended to free me, save me
They may call me subhuman
But I am superior
Like clockwork, arms reaching for the sky
A triumph born out of regress

I will be fine without your grooming
I'll get by without you
Don't fear for me, my master can't you see
How perfect I've become?
Fire burns beneath my skin as I see
All that's been kept from me

You tossed my life aside
You didn't try to speak my name
And ruthless as the burning sun
You wouldn't remember anyways

All fall to safety with like kind
Don't bother trying to run away

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