Pressure got too intense inside your picture-perfect shell. Didn't believe no more it's like that with others too. Tore this facade apart and ripped
Invite me to your world of opposites. In harmonic anarchy of the physics. At the stage of no worries. Nothing matters that much you see. A room
Just head and torso, limbs torn apart. Replaced tooled fully improved to make them run clean 'n smooth. No change no tomorrow, past cure just tubes
Total brain malfunction. It's all about the instincts now. Adrenaline rush clears the way from reason you thought you had. Chemical genocide of nerves
Once an ordinary day turned into a mandatory slaughter. Blood was spilled on a fertile soil ow it's a wasteland. No one knew me before this, but now
