Solacing Monopos

Finality to freedom's theft
Now I regain my old face
I am the voice, forged from the next
The world inside design
To reminisce of humanistic traits devoid of love
Find me intact, though I insist I'm scattered all over this earth

Finality to freedom's theft
Now I regain my old face
I am the voice, forged from the next
The world inside design
To reminisce of humanistic traits devoid of love
Find me intact, though I insist I'm scattered all over this earth

Can I forgive? I beg for solace. Condemn myself for breathing
Can I forgive? I beg for solace. Ashamed of being human born

Another day on man's green earth, we regress
Another on man's green earth; bastard child of our sins.

Can I forgive? I beg for solace. Condemn myself for breathing
Can I forgive? I beg for solace. Ashamed of being human born
Human born