Paper In a History

I was born like everybody
Human as my parents
I cut the ugliest parts of my anatomy
The scalpel molded my face
A body wrapped tightly in bandages
Worm becomes butterfly

Like Dorian Gray (with his portrait)
Flying away like paper in history
Oh! Me without age
Oh! Me without age

I become addicted to improvements
I redesigned myself with bioengineering
And invasive robotic surgery
The scalpel molded my face
A body wrapped tightly in bandages
Worm becomes butterfly

I am a mecha, eternal live
Everything dies while I’m still alive

Au! I’m perfect!
Put the screws on me!