Deformed 歌词

Abortions, monsters Rejected by the world A joke to humans Seen as mistakes Pity the word Spoken by the world Beyond corruption The beautiful ones Innocence is a virtue Humanity has long lost In the search for absolute knowledge But what will be its cost? In the near future They'll be men made In the name of evolution Born to a life of torture Product of a twisted mind The spawning of a new kind Deep inside in an abyssal darkness Is that place inside our minds A place where nothing enters Where all beauty dies Intellect, mind, soul The essence of humanity Evil, the uniqueness of men Their body, a prison of flesh Their brain, a lifeless realm of thoughts The soul remains pure Absent of evil The "inhuman" ones are the pure The "inhuman" ones are divine We are the privileged We are the intelligent We are the monsters The deformed kind