He is the first one to be   Where someone was before   Where life is a lie and humanity is no more   No more than an illusion   No more than an aspect      Suffering from a pain that doesn't really hurt   But causes damages to his fulfilments   Theft of feeling by the corner of an eye   A lobotomy gets its part of impeachements      Computerized animation of existence   A life engulfed under a synthetical brain   The pain of an electronic pestilence   Burning microbes running into corporate veins      Somebody stole all of his emotions   There are no laughs, no tears, no sleep   Fading and fading, he never asks questions   The needle has gone too deep      Don't ask him the goal of his life   He will never know   Don't ask him the goal of his life   He's a robot      Prey of mad science, lobotomized   Transformed into a zombie, inhumanized      Vision brings the memory   Of a life under a human form   Memory brings the vision   Of a present that is not conformed      See what you've done to that man   See what you've done      He does remember the sorrow, the joy   But doesn't feel them anymore   Because the anger of being a toy   For sure would be filling his core      He is the first one to be   Where someone was before   Living in the present by a body of the past   Once it was his own   But it is not anymore   That body is alive but its life didn't last      He's been droidomized