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Torn apart by the machines

Bellow is the pit of doom

All is lost, All what was born must die

Ending the reign of meat

No way to depart, no need to mourn

Melting iron is crushing the bones

Fire is pumping through their lungs

Humans are the fuel now

To the rule of symbols they will bow

Ashes are flying above

Crepuscular rays between

The clouds of smoke

In the eyes of the weaklings

The soul sucking stare of a soulless contraption

Apathetic are the new overlords

Masters of symbols and matter

These pathetic creatures are going

To perish anyway it doesn't matter

Any more

Man is the author of his own demise

Never to be free from distorted disguise

The day has come when all will perish

Murdered by the child that he used to cherish