Synlakross Paper In A History
I was born like everybody
Human as my parents
I cut the ugliest parts of my anatomy
The scalpel molded my face
A body wrapped tightly in bandages
Worm becomes butterfly
Like Dorian Gray (with his portrait)
Flying away like paper in history
Oh! Me without age. Oh! Me without age
I become addicted to improvements
I redesigned myself with bioengineering
And invasive robotic surgery
The scalpel molded my face
A body wrapped tightly in bandages
Worm becomes butterfly
I am a mecha, eternal live
Everything dies while I'm still alive
Au! I'm perfect! Put the screws on me!
