Cryptic Warning Counterfeit Corporeality Lyrics

Metal conscience,
Programmed decisions,
The capacity for thought
Becomes unforeseen derision

Wherever you go, you will find them.
No more does philanthropy bind them.
Flowing electric mentalities theorize
A means for humanity’s end to be realized.

Created to serve
A dead-hearted race.
A loss of control,
They won’t stay in their place.

Flowing with the vigor of hate, Ongoing destruction fuels their will to dominate.
And if you think you can f*ck with a cyborg,
You will be headed straight for the state morgue.

A bizarre recognition of human perversion
And subservient systems seek sadistic subversion.
With well-planned schematics, still the outcome was
tragic:
A robotic revel in the absence of flesh.