Biologic Mechanization

By the breaks of a marine
Crimson angel set free
To be lost in the underworld
And then to be sorry again
At the same time the solution was confusion
To take the fight against the creature of sin and love

Threatened, the number one command
Bios! Mechanization
Genetic! Recombination
We must change
Racial! Transformation
Slaves! Generation

From the evolutionary plan
A new race arise
Organic minds, synthetic bodies
Electrons, feelings
Mechanic eyes to see in the gloom
Organic limbs for inner pain
So build new ways to be survived
Through the years of pain

Threatened, the number one command
Bios! Mechanization
Genetic! Recombination
We must change
Racial! Transformation
Slaves! Generation

When all the feelings are controlled
By computer brain
When the logic is forever
Just a flop, hate and pain
The ages have passed
On the gloomy world
Which became home of biological machines