dimanche 18 février 2007


His digital blood boiled sometimes,
When he wished to disconnect.
Disconnect from this world,
Blow up the craft and finally become
What he always wished to be
That is nothing, nothing, nothingness, emptiness, antimatter, air, void

Such a lonely droïd
In the company of men
I’m in a mood
To kill them all

R2 D3 - Ghinzu (Electronic Jacuzzi - 2000)

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