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Eyes of the future will realize, to their surprise, my demise Predetermined cause of death, lack of breath, failing test Cares are spent on rotting ears, this you gave the hospital years My blood on your giving hands, this life I took gave no demands See me in agony, Give me uncertainty, Take what you want from me I'm alive Embryonic testaments clues to repentance Fresh meat stay away broken toys for me to play Forming arms, eyes and legs, this is choice, The cry of a newborn is nothing but a painful noise From Letras Mania