Holy mother of the Game
please wash away my shame.
I feel my nature breaking in
Have no choice. I have to sin!
I’m faulty - Got No Choice
Faulty son of your obscene,
heavy horrible machine
I got no choice!
Holy mother help your son
SOMA must be wearing off
I beg you for another dose
I feel sabotage is close
I’m faulty - Got No Choice
Faulty son of your obscene,
heavy horrible machine
I got no choice!
Blood runs over my fists
I’ll stop when I’ve ripped up all your gears
Feel your deep growing pain. It drives me fuckin insane
Hope I can see the day of your cyber decay
I hope I can hear you heart stop
Faulty son of your obscene,
heavy horrible machine
I got no choice!
Holy mother of the game,
dying horrible machine
I got no choice!
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