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CloneEvery Step you take is to the endChaos, duplicate the human slaves Mother Nature so far away : Why? Perfect is the race you dream Right now, I make my choice Perfection you fake is not The soul, not a genetic code You fools, you ignoramuses Hatchery, the newborn to celebrate Ashes to ashes, I see respect in the dust Life is so perfect Now for the weak an abortion Celebrate perfection that grows The flesh, a gift of science The soul a fault of a god Life on its way to the state of fire |