Simulacra 歌词

Kaleidoscopic images in the shattered mirror The organic puzzle gathered piece by piece By genuine folly Recreation of long forgotten archetypes Awakened not by your own will The whim of those who fell spiritually Into the abyss of self-proclaimed illusions and aggression That was the principal of you painful delivery Freak of human nature condemned to live What could be worse Than to be rejected by your own creator What could be worse Cursed for good and all to walk the earth in dismal solitude Never to be the part of something corporate Infatuation with inner freedom Gave birth to incidental phobia, Love to hate you The personality you've never had was stolen In the moment of your conception They can not take away the only treasure you have in your possession Distorted love to take the vengeance for lingering in oblivion