Lost Souls Digital Heart Generator
Selectively bred by evolution to adapt to the harsh reality
Of their new-born world so far so good
A solid armored skeleton a scared tissue that will not heal
Humankind's new implement a never-ending machinery
I am your new species
I am the new breed
Invent, construct, multiply, succeed
In the name of the future
In the name of the past
In the name of the holy reactor
Amen
What have we become future robots of dawn
Fed by a holy reactor offspring of industry
Eager for new conquest sunrise a new day
I'm marching into the land of distant memories
Who are we now
Who needs us now
