One from Many - Silicone Bones Lyrics

Kept the blackbox in the basement
Gun locker in the attic
It was his silicone bones
And guts made out of plastic
Merely a flicker of light in the night, he takes flight
Blink twice if you can see through the static
He killed his whole family
Not with violence, but with apathy
Now his best friends the sea
And inability
To breathe regularly
He made enemies with society

If he laced his boots any faster, his soles would catch fire
Throwing sparks with every move, he's a ghost, he never tires

Fortune favors the strong
Electric ocean hums its song
His troubles on his back, he's breaking
6 Legged creatures give chase
Till they're able to isolate
His crackling signal in this place
A wisp of smoke its only trace
When he was born he knew
What living this way would do
He's extinguished though he's still on fire

Stand in his path too long and you will surely know his ire
Throwing sparks with every move, he's a ghost, he never tires