Album: Dreams in Formaline

She was created
By human hands
She was not one of us

Her body is like
A juvenile woman's
With gorgeous shapes but without a soul

We're dying, we're crying
Just because she escaped
She awaked, she crushed
The prison's walls
We're bleeding, we're trembling
She's somewhere near us
She's seeking, she's killing
Only for revenge

Andromeda
(She can smell our skin)
Andromeda

She can smell our skin
And read our fragile minds
She knows our next move
Her revenge for all years in pain

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