World of disorder.
Mechanical embrace.
Of human race decay.
Of military trash.
Rust all around this earth.
Men eating human felsh.
Asshole forget to make your world come back.
I killed your fate and slaugthered all your race.
Yeah the brand new generation of machines.
Programmed disposition for your needs.
Yeah the brand new generation of machines.
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