He is the first one to be

Where someone was before

Where life is a lie and humanity is no more

No more than an illusion

No more than an aspect



Suffering from a pain that doesn't really hurt

But causes damages to his fulfilments

Theft of feeling by the corner of an eye

A lobotomy gets its part of impeachements



Computerized animation of existence

A life engulfed under a synthetical brain

The pain of an electronic pestilence

Burning microbes running into corporate veins



Somebody stole all of his emotions

There are no laughs, no tears, no sleep

Fading and fading, he never asks questions

The needle has gone too deep



Don't ask him the goal of his life

He will never know

Don't ask him the goal of his life

He's a robot



Prey of mad science, lobotomized

Transformed into a zombie, inhumanized



Vision brings the memory

Of a life under a human form

Memory brings the vision

Of a present that is not conformed



See what you've done to that man

See what you've done



He does remember the sorrow, the joy

But doesn't feel them anymore

Because the anger of being a toy

For sure would be filling his core



He is the first one to be

Where someone was before

Living in the present by a body of the past

Once it was his own

But it is not anymore

That body is alive but its life didn't last



He's been droidomized