simulator

we`re missing and we`re left.
our future`s only now.
we`re the side effects
of insufferable love
beauty is in need of sacrifise.
expiation of my free will.
I don`t wanna believe in
conciedence.
Hey! your honor!I object!
doing good with straighten fists
i`m a witness i`m a suspect
neither the loyer nor the priest
beauty is in need of sacrifise.
expiation of my free will.
I don`t wanna believe in
conciedence.
they dressed me up in calming swathe
this prison is with opened doors
the ferry`s wheel that never stops.
simulator of life. artificial love.


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