Organism-The Act

Organism - The Act Scan into the bones Wicked flesh in need to tame its sorrow chip Before all human emotions turn to nothing The act of organic plastic is taking in to subvert the human flesh To a numb product of evil itself So burn me, replace me to plastic pain So burn me, replace me to plastic pain Mumbling high in code Who am I talking to? They say I'm wasting pain A design for life is in sight Programmed to defend The arrival of code them Hightech devil thrill Is in countdown to present a darker age So burn me, replace me to plastic pain So burn me, replace me to plastic pain A lifeform so abusive In progression with effects to make Excistance to a script Their mastery in hightech take its form Your mind is not your own That's what your chip had told You present a secret face To cover up your hails for better days So burn me, replace me to plastic pain So burn me, replace me to plastic pain