Self alteration-Theory In Practice

Behold our enemy, the cut throuat machinery In for the kill, we'll never know what hit us, no Extinction in evolution, activity in vague memory Behold the obscene - we're at one with the machines A soulles existence, spiritual decadence We begged for this damnation But hoped to hell it would vanish when it came Developing and breeding mechanical species A spawn of enemies, enslaver of minds Burning the remains of thoughts This phoenix will not rise from its ashes Sleeping awake, all questions die We are replaced, never knowing what happened or why Self alteration, be part of the humachinery But time shall tell you are your own enemy We begged for this damnation But hoped to hell it would vanish when it came Focused on advancing, obsessed by perfection Yet the tides are turning, and the mirror of illusions cracks