Season of tears

Technopolis

Season of tears
I’m a thing in this metallical dream
Born by a matrix, I have no heart
I’ve been modified, silver pieces
Put in my life, mind and soul

Crying some black tears
Whispering with pain and noise
I’m searching my way in technopolis
No one try to guide me, except a robotic voice

I’m something more than this lifeless machine
You think I am
I will escape technopolis to prove that the coldest silver
Can hide a human heart

They are everywhere
Shining puppets with lying mouthes
Automatic arms, cyber eyes
All those things are not what God expected

But technopolis counts no God
And that’s the only truth I’ll keep
Our minds are locked
And laws are all what we can live

A cyborg doesn’t have to pray
But a speaking machine’s made to say
“I have the right to decide!"

I’m something more than this lifeless machine
You think I am
I will escape technopolis to prove that the coldest silver
Can hide a human heart

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