Murphy S Law Lyrics - Prior To The Fire - Priestess

One life 

Nearing death finds a way to remain 

Kept on 

A digital viewing screen life sustained 

State you prime directives 

Eat your baby food 

Scum-filled city streets afraid 

Blow those crooked fucks away 

We're born inside this iron cage 

Past life screaming out in pain 

He cried 

Slate clean 

Memories find a way to reveal 

He proves 

That makes him real 

Here's your prime directive 

Justice is revenge 

Guard down, pump him full of lead 

That's some fancy shooting kid 

Hold, I didn't catch your name 

Although he'll never be the same 

He'll try 

Never run away 

Away 

Away 

One life 

Nearing death finds a way to remain 

Kept on