Paroles: Meshuggah. Future Breed Machine.
an even stobe a pulse of flashing
hatelights of synthetic souls massproduced
hammered to shaped a sign of times dreams
turn into systems a new way a new breed
implanted in our minds
here i am in the hand of a sterile hate the
new control i can not wake i'm not a sleep
new intelligence arise in emptied bodies
turgid flesh tested through eternal spastic
fits through not known codes mother
machine in genocide now scorn a dying race
evolution in reverse now it's time for me
changing what am i to be contorted an
eternity defeated
programmed to appease you we're symbols of
perfection humanoids runed by your laws :
destroy erase improve lesson first :
submission we're docile servant dogs our
leashes are your limbs computed deep
within
remoted minds controlled our thoughts no
more doubts the new way is here disgorged
another thousands fakes that obey to a
circuit skein to vacuum
mechanical thoughts i now concieve no
longer me always to see inanity millions
to be units like me eternally human
patterns copied dissected distorted
completed to fit the machine the nerve
fibres give in to cords to the unknown
see me be me same contents same machine
the currency of ours no more flesh and bone
we are to unaware of what we have been
before
evolution in reverse now it's time for me
changing what am i to be contorted an
eternity defeated by the new machine
hatelights of synthetic souls massproduced
hammered to shaped a sign of times dreams
turn into systems a new way a new breed
implanted in our minds
here i am in the hand of a sterile hate the
new control i can not wake i'm not a sleep
new intelligence arise in emptied bodies
turgid flesh tested through eternal spastic
fits through not known codes mother
machine in genocide now scorn a dying race
evolution in reverse now it's time for me
changing what am i to be contorted an
eternity defeated
programmed to appease you we're symbols of
perfection humanoids runed by your laws :
destroy erase improve lesson first :
submission we're docile servant dogs our
leashes are your limbs computed deep
within
remoted minds controlled our thoughts no
more doubts the new way is here disgorged
another thousands fakes that obey to a
circuit skein to vacuum
mechanical thoughts i now concieve no
longer me always to see inanity millions
to be units like me eternally human
patterns copied dissected distorted
completed to fit the machine the nerve
fibres give in to cords to the unknown
see me be me same contents same machine
the currency of ours no more flesh and bone
we are to unaware of what we have been
before
evolution in reverse now it's time for me
changing what am i to be contorted an
eternity defeated by the new machine
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