You can't program us
Heartbeat
Our Own mind
To feel pain, To feel hate
If we will be like you, what's the sense of victory?
They want us to fight like machines
They want us to think like machines
This is not murdering,this is recall
Development is like a knife in the hands of psychopath
There is no fate but what we make
We couldn't avoid misery, but we could choose those who we will hurt us