Corrección Letra The Making of a Chimera par GHOST (Vocaloid)

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Seventeen years ago, found in charred remains
A lab of mysterious origin
With all life gone without a trace
No human lived to tell the tale
Yes, no human lived to tell the tale
Of the making of a chimera
That led to their demise
Now why don’t we travel back in time?

According to their notes
They were brought together in September
Surgical sutures kept them intact
They awoke under a light
Barely conscious, then arose
All the men, they stared at them in fright
Their head pounded as they attempted to recall the past
They could hardly focus when they’re taken back to the lab
“Experiment five-seven”
“Follow us, we know best”

Oh, I’m
So every nauseous from cephalgia
Memory’s blank, it’s painful to walk
Reaching my hand out, stitching and scars
Cover my hands and all of my parts
The men in white see naïvety
But they don’t know how perceptive I can be
I can hear them commenting on me
Comment on my abnormalities
But who could I be?
Hey, please tell me
Stop, now, what’s my name?
But no matter what it stays the same
Despite the cries
They always strive
To see what’s next
Next on the list to experiment

With death
With death

Written in their notes were the results
Of the countless, long experiments
They awoke under a light
Barely conscious, then arose
The surgical sutures seemed reworked
But one day, when they were gone, and a light lit up the dark
Despite not remembering, it seems they had found themself
They’ve broken out of their cage
Holding a book close, in the rain

Opening up the book
When they read page one, oh, they were hooked
A list of parts, from optic nerve, to the heart
It went on and on
Claiming a project as a great work
Human parts that made up
A new chimera
They read the list of names of who they’re made of

Oh, I knew in my heart something was amiss
But ignorance kept me in bliss
Reaching my hand out, scared to admit
The truth behind my existence
The men in white see naïvety
But they don’t know how perceptive I can be
It seems that my abnormalities
Stemmed from the fact
There was never a me

All these body parts
Even my heart
Come from dead remains
And no matter what that will not change
When they all arrived
They were last alive
They held out a match
And locked all the doors
Burned it down to ash

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