Texty

Aeons ago, the creation Of man began sculpting itself Onward they travelled and grew Centuries passed, climates changed, species dissolved From the untamed dark cold caves Emerged a primal mind Armed with some basic instincts Animal, man, machine: primitive mind Years of development passed The human race declined We leap into the era Animal, man, machine: mechanical mind The remains of what's left are few As the four footed posture becomes two From carving stone to carving steel From crude constructions to the ultimate machine From the untamed dark cold caves Emerged a primal mind Armed with some basic instincts Animal, man, machine: primitive mind Years of development passed The human race declined We leap into the era Animal, man, machine: mechanical mind Thousands of years; Errors to show What we've done What we've become We commence to slowly decompose Human thirst for discovery A decadent force with no ken for excess Mankind's extinction is assured With the endless involvement of the mechanised race We'll be superfluous We'll be overthrown A path to extinction Of natural life Animal, man, machine
Writer(s): Chris Jones, David Horgan, Denis Vlachiotis, Evgeny Linnik, Michael Conti, Mikhail Okrugin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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