You feel so safe, sealed in your room. Among the poisons, you think you are immune. A broken vial, a mislaid hand. That's all it took - to start - the end of man.
Genetic Genocide - Who Will Live - Who Will Die
A new breed of man, was that your goal? Or was it something to cure the common cold. Playing with fire you got your fingers burned. Oh man in white - tell us - what have you learned.
Genetic Genocide - Who Will Live - Who Will Die
When Did you finally break down? When you saw there was no cure to be found? What price the crown of a king on his throne, if he is here in the world all alone.
Now look around you, see what you've done. A parody of man is what we have become. You are the father of this newborn race. Come to us now - join us - to our cold embrace.