Every Step you take is to the end

Chaos, duplicate the human slaves

Mother Nature so far away : Why?

Perfect is the race you dream

Right now, I make my choice

Perfection you fake is not

The soul, not a genetic code

You fools, you ignoramuses

Hatchery, the newborn to celebrate

Ashes to ashes, I see respect in the dust

Life is so perfect

Now for the weak an abortion

Celebrate perfection that grows

The flesh, a gift of science

The soul a fault of a god

Life on its way to the state of fire

From the cold taste of steel

Light embraces the dark, lava flowing free

And the cradle is

Forgot the reasons why

We all lie so pale

On the playground of cold

Mother Nature is at saturation point

And the cradle is falling down

Right now, I make my choice

Perfection you fake is not

The soul, not a genetic code

You fools, you ignoramuses