Prototype - Death Machine

Voices keep telling me I've created a savage, a demon, a friend Dehumanized experiment fulfilling my needs Reviving the dead as I please Something's gone wrong, the beast apprehends Absolute horror and hate The error of mine was a cross hybrid mind Transplanted straight to his head Prototype, death machine Born to a word of aversion Locked in a dungeon I stay No one will ever be ready As science takes it's place Foolish and mad is what I've been called Why betray my own kind? To build a machine stronger than Crong Take them down In cover of darkness I dig through the night The sweat stains the collar and hand Exhuming the bodies of nine separate graves Seeking specific remains The moonlight reveals the 9th halfbreed corpse I saw off a limb and a head The error of mine was a cross hybrid mind Summoned by pick and by spade Prototype, death machine Born to a word of aversion Locked in a dungeon I stay No one will ever be ready As science takes it's place Prototype, death machine Is my only chance To bring the parasite down Prototype, death machine Inferior to you You will bring them to shame Collapse of civilization The plague of the parasitic death Rumors of the last scientist building a cure That would end the Crong and restore the world Voices keep telling me I've created a savage, a demon, a fiend Dehumanized experiment on Crong it will feed Taking the elite to it's knees The planet's subjection will soon all be mine Doubting has chosen their fate The error of mine was a cross hybrid mind Transplanted straight to his head Born to a word of aversion Locked in a dungeon I stay No one will ever be ready As science takes it's place Prototype, death machine Is my only chance To bring the parasite down Prototype, death machine Inferior to you You will bring them to shame Collapse of civilization The plague of the parasitic death Rumors of the last scientist building a cure That would end the Crong and restore the world