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Jesus...had days like this
Cyborgs - cybernetic organisms...
Machines with living human tissue and programmed to destroy
The silence is deafening
Regression hangs in the air
A motionless world sits waiting
For new codes
A war of technology
Threatens to ignite
Digital murder
The language of machines
Mesmerised by a decade of faith
Flowers and remorse
A fading vision lost in time
Tragedy on course
Synthetic conspiracy
Masters of the human race
The mind now knows
New levels of fear
Implanted brain cells
Control is gone
We seem to believe
Truth is regression
The tension shows
The tension shows
A quantum leap forward
Full OCP binary cyborg technology
State of the art destructive capabilities
Commanded by a unique combination of software and organic systems
Jesus...had days like this
The target we seek
Slowly comes into sight
The countdown begins
For launch into hell
The tension begins
State of the art destructive capabilities
The kill is swift
It makes no sound
Aggression take its toll
Rhythm of violence
Cuts through the air
There's no more control
The sky turns brighter, a evil red
Missiles fly through the air
Shattered dreams
Shattered hopes
There's bodies everywhere
Bwahahaha
State of the art destructive capabilities
Jesus...had days like this   Cyborgs - cybernetic organisms...   Machines with living human tissue and programmed to destroy   The silence is deafening   Regression hangs in the air   A motionless world sits waiting   For new codes   A war of technology   Threatens to ignite   Digital murder   The language of machines   Mesmerised by a decade of faith   Flowers and remorse   A fading vision lost in time   Tragedy on course   Synthetic conspiracy   Masters of the human race   The mind now knows   New levels of fear   Implanted brain cells   Control is gone   We seem to believe   Truth is regression   The tension shows   The tension shows   A quantum leap forward   Full OCP binary cyborg technology   State of the art destructive capabilities   Commanded by a unique combination of software and organic systems   Jesus...had days like this   The target we seek   Slowly comes into sight   The countdown begins   For launch into hell   The tension begins   State of the art destructive capabilities   The kill is swift   It makes no sound   Aggression take its toll   Rhythm of violence   Cuts through the air   There's no more control   The sky turns brighter, a evil red   Missiles fly through the air   Shattered dreams   Shattered hopes   There's bodies everywhere   Bwahahaha   State of the art destructive capabilities