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  TO THE WORLD
 
 Doctor, I've read your last 
 About my pathology, this  which obsesses you
 Are you serious when you call  psychotic
 Just  my reality is not yours
 I would be  for that, look at your world
 You live behind a wall of 
  children born in laboratory
  in bottles, fed with plastic
 You dare to call  progress
 
 Are you so far  insanity?
 
 The physical inferiority increased  the slow destruction
 Of your body with  age, illness and death
  are ill's I've never dread
 
 You work so hard to  your own ruin
 Colonize environment as a  sated parasite
 
  your pleasure in pain of the others
  you can enforce
  I refuse this state
 This human nature which  up to eternal mediocrity
 You think I'm deranged, affected  disease
 Psychotic as if I was  to the world
 Blind to  world
 
 I just  my rebirth in a superior entity
 To all these creeping larva, reminiscent of