And with his veins pumped to the bone with radiation, as the machines start to click, his fury remains dormant. Hooked up to machines, and lying lifeless in a dreary basement, his soul forever stuck in an chair, in an ELECTRIC INFECTION.
Vocals by me.
Last track of Virtual Immortality.
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