What shall it be?
The world is there to shape as you please
Wrought as steel imbued with flesh
Drained of humanity and controlled by codes
Far from ideals and enchantingly draped in woes
The world is there to shape as you please
Wrought as steel imbued with flesh
Drained of humanity and controlled by codes
Far from ideals and enchantingly draped in woes
A new world is on the rise
Concieved to regard the final demise
A stainless steel creation consuming the weak
For what is weakness but a sign of their flaw
Once the transformation is set in stone
No living organism you shall condone
Create the world in your image
Destroy it again in pure scrimmage
A stainless steel creation consuming the weak
For what is weakness but a sign of their flaw
You seek to advance the human race
A sickness you believe it to be
But the profound flaw in your plan
Is the total abscense of the living man
A new world is on the rise
Concieved to regard the final demise
A stainless steel creation consuming the weak
For what is weakness but a sign of their flaw
You seek to advance the human race
A sickness you believe it to be
But the profound flaw in your plan
Is the total abscense of the living man
A carcass of humanity is all that's left
Alone you stand with your cyborg race, all bereft
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