I am a tender something

Caught in a golden cage

The wonder of new age

Created in a moving dream - just a concept

Years passed by - countless equations

'Til the theory about me was created

I broke their minds

Even though I did not exist

They were possessed by the dream



No one comes close to me

Sometimes I taste the salt from my skin

Life goes through my mind

I want to be damned



I was predictably influenced

By diabolic genius

No one thought about possible aftereffects

And now?



A failed experiment

Well, here I'm held

Fenced in but intelligent

None of them provides me with affection



None of them provides me with affection

They are afraid of me - the monster of a new age

Sometimes I wish I was stillborn

Sometimes I dream I was simply different