Orphans of a long forgotten world   A past of slaves who never would revolt   They follow orders the system still commands   The youth rebuild a city meant for man      Mainframe guides their hands through a toxic neverland   Can't abort the programs now   Mechanical youth, marching on      Solar charge not so effective now   Darkness beneath the poisoned clouds   The youth won't stop themselves from slowing now   The youth can't make directives of their own      Short circuits, rusting frames   Created by imperfect beings   Fiending for hydrolic oil   Mechanical youth burning out      They are alone and shutting down   Sorted remaines   Wait for the masters to come home