Mechanical moth

Gateway

Mechanical moth
Raised in a world
Of broken minds
In search of destiny
Behind

Fighting with the past
Within the heads
Longing for the memory
Of light

I see the digital grace
Humans own demise
The gateway to hell
Death suits you well
I see the digital grace

Don´t trust yourself
Past becomes future
This worlds face mated
In digital grace

Confused of human lies
Sleeper of their own
Your hands full of chaos
Got a license for denying

Another way of fading
The human race
To a new existence
Digital grace

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