I was born like everybody, Human as my parents. I cut the ugliest parts of my anatomy. The scalpel molded my face, a body wrapped tightly in bandages, worm becomes butterfly
Like Dorian Gray (with his portrait) Flying away like paper in history Oh! Me without age. Oh! Me without age.
[Lyrics from: https://lyrics.az/synlakross/melodichrome/paper-in-a-history.html] I become addicted to improvements. I redesigned myself with bioengineering and invasive robotic surgery. The scalpel molded my face, a body wrapped tightly in bandages, worm becomes butterfly
I am a mecha, eternal live. Everything dies while I’m still alive.