I am a tender something 

Caught in a golden cage 

The wonder of new age 

Created in a moving dream - just a concept 

Years passed by - countless equations 

'Til the theory about me was created 

I broke their minds 

Even though I did not exist 

They were possessed by the dream 



No one comes close to me 

Sometimes I taste the salt from my skin 

Life goes through my mind 

I want to be damned 



I was predictably influenced 

By diabolic genius 

No one thought about possible aftereffects 

And now? 



A failed experiment 

Well, here I'm held 

Fenced in but intelligent 

None of them provides me with affection 



None of them provides me with affection 

They are afraid of me - the monster of a new age 

Sometimes I wish I was stillborn 

Sometimes I dream I was simply different