Inherit the throne, king of a cloned generation, let's inherit our throne, kings of a human creation. Inherit the throne, king of a cloned generation, let's inherit our throne, kings
In your hands there's a newpolished "45, it boosts your ego and the trigger makes you king, innocence can't cut the troaths of your victims, in your
We have gathered specimen for ages, the genetic structure of earth, our work is nearly complete, we have the maps and where to begin. We have technology
You accomplished nothing and now it's to late, you chose wich game to play and now it's game over. [Chorus] Your mind is divided and you have lost
Electronical a future failure, biomechanical life for hire. In our minds there's something missing now, though our bodies look exactly the same, in
Breathing fire, our hollow eyes are blind. These poisoned wells are keeping our throaths dry. We seek freedom while we hang in chains, can't think clearly
Fake comfort, the devastating kiss of death, fake love, bitten by the deadliest snake. Broken hope, you played me like a marionette, crushed dreams,
This was once a beautiful place, but now it's dead, we killed it long ago. With dusted eyes and dry mouths we are trying to survive. We're exposed to
Late hours, in the bleak flourocent light, a glimpse of the future. Icarus succeds, the laboratory's cleansing, quiet calm. Reality seems far away and
A poisoned tongue, home of perverted lies. Bloodfilled lungs, exhausted by your lust to sacrifice. Religion, wield the axe of god, release the beast
