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letra de j*nnerman - biteisme

jinnerman, jinnerman, jinner jinnerman, jinner (x8)

they called him the jinnerman
his skin colored like cinnamon
a suit strapped to his torso
limbs pulsing with chemicals, he bigger than a liberman

they kept him in a metal cage
cloak and dagger was the name of their stage
hidden away, in a bunker underground
they were testing on his body while they pump him up with rage

and in the pit they threw a jinion
as they were forcing ’em to breed
in purposе of creating a machine
a biological weapon, so thеy could only succeed

in what they strive for, yeah it’s their goal
to dominate the island put themselves in control
and so they kept perfecting their creation they were working on
a creature full of hatred, a figure with no soul

so they tie him down again
and while he’s still awakened they would work
he’s screaming at the top of his lungs
mouth and stomach wide open, while they add another quirk
tweak another part of his biology
don’t even consider an apology
cause all they believe, is that he’s just made for them
and there’s no right for him to shriek about what’s left of his psychology

another day, another test to occur
the jinnerman would arise, open his eyes in a blur
there’s a dull ache coming from inside of his guts
and before he can feel pity, the cycle would recur

they would open the cage, in their armor they stared
at his glistening eyes, and he’d look at them scared
but he didn’t dare to beg for any mercy or forgiveness
then they’d strap him once again, and transfer him unprepared, so

with every experiment, every poke of a needle
every time he’d have to feast on a c-ckroach or beetle
something in him called back, to a memory that’s gone
a memory distorted from the results of these people

in his nature, all that he knew was to submit
if he dared to stand against them, dare to throw another fit
they would shock him to the core, silence all of his organs
then they’d throw him back again into that same old pit

so he learnt from mistakes, but something was still odd
why is it him, that has to watch all them nod
as he’s tied to a chair, as they decide what to do
whether to add or remove, all while he’s praying to god
but is praying enough? there’s no more choices he knows
he can hope for a miracle, see which way his life goes
cause he couldn’t dare consider any path where he fights
and yet, how else could he control what they impose

and jinnerman thinks every time
why is it that he acts like a mime
and that’s when he realizes their dilemma
the reason that they taught him to obey from the prime

with every day, they’re making him stronger
but with that, they’re scared of what he’d do from deprival
so maybe he can try to resist, to endure
but, with such a solution, comes the price of his survival

jinnerman, jinnerman, jinner ain’t another man
jinner ain’t an outer man, jinner is an innerman
jinnerman, jinnerman, eat yo f-ckin’ dinner
nothing more than a device like a hook to a fisherman

you continue to scream, and they continue the torture
slice your face wide open, tears and blood in the way
if you dare to show power, have a say in this tortment
then they’re going to dispose you, not meet you halfway

jinnerman, jinnerman, f-ck you tryna do
find a way to sustain, find a way to live through
oh you think that you’re brave? think you’re worth all your strength?
you’re a tool to the warfare, nothing more to that crew
nothing more than a jinnerman, that’s all that there is to it
just carry on with the surgery, no reason to redo it
you’re a weapon to us, not yourself, so don’t struggle
but through all of these words, jinnerman would pull through it

and one night his stars would arrange
a gap in the door left aside
before they could close it again
the jinnerman pushed it while tied

he broke free of the rusty chains
as he ran decided towards the hall
all of the scientists rushing to stop him
they pull out their guns as they’re trying to stall

full of rage that has built up inside him
he massacred all of them roaring and panting
their guts on the walls and he’s covered in gunshots
he runs up the stairs to the door barely standing

and pushes the valve as it screeches
he feels all his bones crushing under the tension
he pushes, harder and harder, as much as he could
with the force of his deepest intention, until…

he finally sees it… the morning dawn

and jinnerman looked into the sky, and he saw something that he never saw before. the sun. and it was shining, and it was so beautiful. this was the moment he was fighting for, this is it – freedom, to be free from the chains, the torture, and yet… in such a beautiful moment, his instinct guided him exactly to what he needed to do next, in order to keep this moment. escape

some time later, people found the aftermath of the bunker, footage was retrieved from cameras featuring the jinnerman and biological traces were found, though, he was never to be seen again

- biteisme

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