Orphans of a long forgotten world A past of slaves who never would revolt They follow orders the system still commands The youth rebuild a city meant for man
Mainframe guides their hands through a toxic neverland Can't abort the programs now Mechanical youth, marching on
Solar charge not so effective now Darkness beneath the poisoned clouds The youth won't stop themselves from slowing now The youth can't make directives of their own
Short circuits, rusting frames Created by imperfect beings Fiending for hydrolic oil Mechanical youth burning out
They are alone and shutting down Sorted remains Wait for the masters to come home