Priestess - Murphy's Law lyrics

One life Nearing d**h finds a way to remain Kept on A digital viewing screen life sustained State your prime directives Eat your baby food Scum-filled city streets afraid Blow those crooked f**s away We're born inside this iron cage Past life screaming out in pain He cried Slate clean Memories find a way to reveal He proves It's not his mind but his soul That makes him real Here's your prime directive Justice is revenge Guard down, pump him full of lead That's some fancy shooting kid Hold, I didn't catch your name Although he'll never be the same He'll try Never run away Away Away