Doctor, I've read your last diagnosis
About my pathology, this chimera which obsesses you
Are you serious when you call me psychotic
Just because my reality is not yours
I would be insane for that, look at your world
You live behind a wall of lies
Your children born in laboratory
Developed in bottles, fed with plastic
You dare to call it progress
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Are you so far from insanity?
The physical inferiority increased by the slow destruction
Of your body with old age, illness and d**h
These are ill's I've never dread
You work so hard to cause your own ruin
Colonize environment as a never sated parasite
Finding your pleasure in pain of the others
Domination you can enforce
Because I refuse this state
This human nature which chains up to eternal mediocrity
You think I'm deranged, affected by disease
Psychotic as if I was blind to the world
Blind to the world
I just wait my rebirth in a superior entity
To all these creeping larva, reminiscent of naught
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