Tin Man

I am made of nothing
I come from nowhere
I storm the breaches only
To find more dark
The absence of time
The absence of light
The absence of the
Language of my kind

My skin is cold
My heart is void
Bones made of steel
So they call me
Tin man
Living a life in Solitude
They may call me
Tin man
Traveled a thousand light years just to die

In the wasteland between the stars
The empty is my home
In a coffin made of chrome
I have no reflection
No compassion or lust
I cry no tears for the ties that I have never known
When out of the void
A sublime creation
But the moment lives alone within the confines of my mind

My skin is cold
My heart is void
Bones made of steel
So they call me Tin man
Living a life in Solitude
They may call me
Tin man
Traveled a thousand light years just to die
In the wasteland between the stars
The empty is my home
In a coffin made of chrome



Credits
Writer(s): Luigi Parrini
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