What can a father do if his own blood dying in front of him
What can a man of science do in such emergency
The lungs and organs break down inside
And the pounding of the heart shuts down
End could arrive now cos' nothing wants to work
Now it's time to use the contrivance
Metal parts, cold components get into the new machinery
Skeleton of the body is framework of wheel
The essence of life was given back in dark of laboratory
The duties of the heart are taken up by steel
He has born again as someone else
HE BECAME HALF-ROBOT AND HALF-HUMAN
THE LAST PRESENT OF HIS FATHER GAVE HIM ALL NEW LIFE
DRINKING OIL, NOT EATING MORE WAS STRANGE FOR HIM
HE LEFT BEHIND THE MEMORIES OF HIS BYGONE SELF
Time's past the friends were gone and he found himself alone
Forevermore
His feelings changed he doesn't love anymore noone, nobody
He is an outsider other than the men surrounding him
Cos' nobody knows him, none of his one-time friends exist
HE CAN SEE THE DEATH OF MANY PEOPLE AROUND HIM
THIS ISN'T LIFE BUT SOMETHING ELSE HE WOULDN'T EVER WANT
HE IS NOT A MAN, IS NOT A HUMAN BEING ANYMORE
BUT A MECHANIC GOLEM, AN UGLY WRAITH
He doesn't want to live the life of pain
Hatefully thinking of his creator
Suicide and self destruction comes to his mind
Because noone sees his real self
Suddenly children came and looked at him with shining eyes
They've found him fascinating, interesting and loveable
Curious teenagers have surrounded the cybernetic
Just asking, just asking, just asking him
He came from other age and he came to tell us nice stories untold
In middle of the round he's just telling stories for the little ones
And all the kids listen, silently paying attention all day
Every day, every day
Though we were charmed
He was dissatisfied
But in the nick of the time
His function became bright
HE HAS SEEN A LOT OF PEOPLE PASSING BEFORE HIM
DOES NOT BELONG TO THIS ONE BUT A PREVIOUS ESTATE
THIS IS HIS STORY OF A LIVING HISTORY
HE'S GRANTED BY HIS FATHER WITH ETERNITY
HE'S THE ONE, THE GREAT IMMORTAL, HUMAN AND MACHINE
OWNER OF ANTIQUE SECRETS, USEFUL EXPERIENCE
COMING FROM AN AGE THE MAN WAS NOT AN APPLIANCE
HE LIVED THE TIME HE BECAME ONLY ONE OF THEM |
