Este Cvto (Metal Person)

There are memories In this machine They wanted our demise We were colonized I survived the past I made it through all that From the trail of tears To the ghost dance years And the oil money In Indian Country Este Cvto (Metal person) Hokte Vhake (Similar to a girl) Este Cvto (Metal person) Hokte Vhake (Similar to a girl) Este Cvto (Metal person) Lopice (Nice) Not a human being I run on gasoline They made me who I am Indigenous and damned I am made of steel And yet I can still feel A cybernetic slave Who should be in the grave Although I cannot die I am not alive Este Cvto (Metal person) Hokte Vhake (Similar to a girl) Este Cvto (Metal person) Hokte Vhake (Similar to a girl) Este Cvto (Metal person) Lopice (Nice) Este Cvto (Metal person) Lopice (Nice) I don't Think that I will Find my love Not the One that I've been Searching for I feel nothing In this machine It's been 300 years Won't you Come find me?