I'm caught in a war, and it seems like a dream
stitching the fabric of reality: it's ripping the objective and subjective, but somehow... I'm caught in-between
these terrors of a technological scheme, the broken man versus scrap metal machines,
bioengineering society transcending into cybernetical fiends, the oracle once prophesied of the production of these things,
behind the binary circuits, the gears turn facing a war it brings
dead birds fall in a cage; they never sing, dance, or twist
I never chose this?
Born in an age where only my childhood is what I reminisce
based in a program, and it's biting the bits
the algorithms a recipe for my confusion
let em cook, I say to the mirror, bashing my head
the hard knocks cause my contusion, at my door conclusions
open up to an allusion, It's all confusing
I'm losing my mind; black hole sun is glooming
my shine
stranger than fiction nightmares come to life like Optimus prime
the pollution running past the shadows as darkness climbs
broken hourglass no time a concept running blind into deep
the dawn of metal never sleeps, rocking my dreams, knocking me wide awake,
confronted with a trinity of iron soldiers willing to fight for my fate forged in iron as the fires are at stake
building crumble, the ground quakes
mankind fighting for crumbs, as the logics at state; capitalize
waging wars, smog in blood-red skies, the city torn from uprising the AI
reign storm, a grim reminder of the end of an era being born as others die
there's no greater truth than when we lie