psyche at the bottom of my brain
shortly in outrages pain
when everything seems in vain
the world collapsed into an abyss
but only to grow from ashes like the Phoenix again
to heal one android quite paranoid
shot out to the orbit of distorted reality
a scar is getting formed slowly
deep in the cerebral grey cortex
as morality fallen down quickly
the values have been broken
and there's no guard to secure that treasure
it's just us, so imperfect & faulty
thinking about childhood
those few punishments for misbehavior
just to find out where the fuck guilt is coming from
is it human being's nature or is it learned?
release that firm grip, hon
we've slid one hell of a ride - no doubt
but a corrective process has already started
while Life's never stopped
it's been - at the end - pretty ridiculous
