wearing down again
struggling to think
wondering if there
will ever be
an end to struggle
besides death
this flesh and bone
construct of mine
has failed me for
the very last time
the future lies in robotic men
with stainless hearts
and wills that won'te bend
scrape the bones
devoid of life
the future lies in robotic men
with stainless hearts
and wills that won'te bend
hang the carcass
from the light
and let the blood flow
on everyone that walks
through the door
i'll give it up
i'll give you mine
just make sure that
you make me feel
something before I die
