with no genetic code, so pathetic am i
don't have the luxury of knowing someday i'll die
is this this the second eden
am i the new adam

vibrations of loves past, death and inventions...
all my wards. but they don't tell me my charge
who leaves me
who loves me...
after all?

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little things break, circuitry burns
time flies while my little world turns
every day comes
every day goes
a hundred years and nobody shows

little things break, circuitry burns
time flies while my little world turns
every day comes
every day goes
a hundred years and nobody...

call me the sentinel who guards and protects
energies come and energies gone
these memory rifts
is this the second eden
am i another eve?

who does the download when my work is finished here?
my purpose is unclear...
just a simple readout-
a little final directive would be nice...
after all

Chorus: x3