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"My 'Echo'"
By Michael Knapp

obsessed with Metal
the future of living
send in thoughts
maybe 'surveillance'
I could touch you
I feel disconnected
like my machine and me
we are 'mirrors'

this is my 'echo'
no sound distortion
the receiver wants it
'where is my outline?'

this is my 'echo'
I feign destruction
no more conclusions
I'll wait forever

I stood in silence
without 'design'
I waited for hours
with my rusting circuits
I felt the pressure
I need protection
when this 'facade' ends
I don't believe in rumours

this is my 'echo'
no sound distortion
the receiver wants it
'where is my outline?'

this is my 'echo'
I feign destruction
no more conclusions
I'll wait forever