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Born into a life of luxoryBorn into a life of warSeeing what my genius was used forI've decided to give something moreMy mind, my body, my mortalityI've found purposeI'm not afraidI'm not afraid to dieLooking inI can now reach and touch the skyWhat really makes a man a man?Is it love? Loss? or his will?What really makes a man a man?Is it love? Loss? or his will to survive?I've put these people in danger with the weapons I createOnce the merchant of deathNow an advocate of peaceMy mind, my body, my mortalityI've found purposeI'm not afraidI'm not afraid to dieLooking inSongtexteI can now reach and touch the skySentinelMy creation and I are in syncMy creation and I are in syncBonded the soul to the machineBorn into a life of luxoryBorn into a life of warSeeing what my genius was used forI've decided to give something moreMy mind, my body, my mortalityI've found purposeI'm not afraidI'm not afraid to dieWhat really makes a man a man?Is it love? Loss? or his will?What really makes a man a man?Is it love? Loss? or his will to survive?Looking inI can now reach and touch the skySentinel Aus Songtexte Mania