| They come to steal my soul
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| For this shell in their control
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| I look into darkness that stress back at me
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| Trapped in this cell I long to be free
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| My mind tortured day and night as I choke back a cry
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| Condemned to observation with this cloned form of life
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| Baring my resemblance I want him to die
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| Artificially grown
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| Manufactured humanity
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| We’re genetically cloned
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| It’s eyes now seem to look with a gaze made of stone
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| A morbid fascination to reap what they have sown
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| I murder this reflection this reflection so that I stand alone
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| The secrets of the soul
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| Unlocked as my sanity unfolds
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| Watch as this false form of life seems to fade
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| The essence of which I’ve learned to hate
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| In secrecy carried out experimentation
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| Horrific dream from which I cannot awaken
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| Heartless being soulless incarnation
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| Insanity — mentally deconstructed |