Cyborg （人造人）
Never know where is the end
The layers of glasses
They isolate the hearts
They occupy everywhere
Theyre hard to break
Standing on that conveyor, heading somewhere, unknow station
No need to specify, cause all the same
Cold surface , on the street
Iron shuttles and Magnatic tracks
No one in my heart
New man, on this earth
I am not a new man, on this earth
Through these transperent floor
I can see those tubes and cuicuts
We dont need no pravicy
We only need those energy
I learned everything about this world
Before I wake in the tank
But nothing about myself
Human, on this earth
I am not a new man, on this earth
Human, on this earth
I am not a new man, on this earth