Psychotic Waltz Successor
son of creation you've planted my seed under your domination, a doer of deeds have you life by your hand breath by your need I will add to your strenght I will quicken your speed you give me birth as a tool for your game as you build me an arm, create me a brain your will is my honor, error is my blame son of creation give me a name before you, you see a thoughtless machine as you enter your data, build to your scheme silent I wait, lifeless I seem but a child is born with a mind and a dream build to my body, add to my brain yes, a thoughtless creation with eyes that are blind but a will that is strong, and I'm not far behind as I grow and I learn through the passage of time with you now I've learned from you, all that you know with all you discover, together we grow I've opened my eyes, I try not to show that to be your successor I've not far to go now I'm the heart and the mind of your way your utter dependence, the game that I play the direction you're headed, the way it will stay as I shine in the light of the day stand in line step forward now this is your number convenient you'll find at my microchip altar you'll bow now you're all mine wait and arise to your call fool ruling kings blind leading the blinded and I hold the fate of you all now I have taken you under my hand a slave by creation, a god by demand a power you seem to misunderstand has made pawns of your kings, they await my command your mind and your body, the gift that you bring a chorus of worship, the song that you sing slave to a master, tool to a king a perfect creation, an ultimate being