Lyrics
Matrix
I am swinging, trying to cast off all spots on my body
In front of a mirror, I am so satisfied now because
I look purer than the world.
The world is a matrix. It's working silently.
Lives are products, which will be worth nothing sooner or later
Being thrown off, Being pulverized, nothing leaves
A fake model, A fake skin, then who will you be?
Being washed, Being sculptured, Being sure that everything is pure!
Waiting, Waiting, Waiting for the perfection
The future is going away, my body gets rusty
Now, I understand the little trick played by Human being
They are playing a suicide game.
The more matrix produces, the more I have to suffer
But I'll never feel fear
Cause suffering is inevitable
Being thrown off, Being pulverized, Am I a sinner?
Being re-produced, Being copied, Who Am I?
Being pulverized, Being pulverized! Fuck it! Fuck it!
Being thrown off, Being thrown off! Who the hell am I?
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