Exoskeleton کے بول

The flame is the cleanser removing any doubts I give myself unto you restoring balance but not as they foresaw All that was dear to me lost at my own hand I create the architect of my own demise I have new master now I choose to believe I choose to believe I choose to believe your lies I don't ask for pity encased in machinery oblivious to your scorn Up from the flames that took me exoskeleton shelters me I am reborn I choose to believe I choose to believe I choose to believe your lies I choose what I see I choose what I see With my electronic eyes