[Prospect 2] Moving forward Moving forward Memories left behind. A new life, a new journey. Ive built anew For mankind... for my kind For mankind... for my kind The vessel stares back at me. From every angle, the menacing smile latches on Talking walls speak and spell my life story My past life The vessel sleeps beside me... the comfort breath Morning skin of machine, of humanitys beginnings Am I God? Ive been called worse... drift in and out The vessel brings me sleep Morning skin of machine, of humanitys beginnings Drift in and out The vessel brings me sleep Hyper Sleep [Prospect 1] Mind bending strategy game. Running through obstacles on a land never ventured Every night. Every wake Alone but not for long Alone but not for long The signals worked. Did I want this? I must go back and explain my reasonings Worse things have happened Worse things will happen The signals worked Did I want this? I must go back and explain my reasonings Worse things have happened Worse things will happen The old atlas is found. No matter what I do its been done... its been worse This is not reassuring Imperfect. Improper. Extinct They have found me This is not reassuring Imperfect Improper Extinct They have found me A new journey [Prospect 2] They have found me A new journey They have found me A new journey They have found me I approach unfamiliar ground Left standing with the air swirling silently A creepy siren, the siren of loneliness Twisting, falling, and screaming I approach unfamiliar ground. Left standing with the air swirling silently A creepy siren, the siren of loneliness Twisting, falling, and screaming Please break out The crumbling starts. Inch by inch the ground takes over The wretched clench of my insides Unspeakable anguish... this fucking contortion Awake, mime standing Air swirling around me... silent Siren of loneliness. This is real isnt it? Cant tell these days, the longest fucking days Why the anger I wonder? To create To recreate To create To recreate Have I become a God? I have been called much worse Secretly that title makes me feel comfortable In my place Its been a while This Godlike complex does bring me a smile To create To recreate To create To recreate Down to the last seed, I stand with a dark stare Still silent, still frighteningly silent Down to the last seed, I stand with a dark stare Still silent, still frighteningly silent I must leave myself Thats what all of this has gotten me... infinite life? Conquering of death The seed is planted Time to move on. What have I become?... Ill make my own life seem new Face all of my mistakes and grow Ill make my own life seem new Face all of my mistakes and grow Must grow, grow, grow
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