Customized Genotype -

No way out of those plains of misery

I try to run out but there’s no

F*ckin' escape from this reality

I will break the chains of silence

Plague is coming, death’s awaiting

Run for cover

My pattern of existence

Resumed to despair is the mirror of my own defect

Structures of a higher breed is now at call

To rule this self-deluded society

Away from an empty fate, we try to

Dislocate from this ruined destiny

No more future, no more pain to deceive

The end is near

No more questions blind us

You and I will never be the same, mind-locked in a shell

Never to be so lame, ask yourself

There’s no answers above ground

Rust and deceit are at work

Only lies to recall

Systematic errors disconnected our path to failure

There will be no more ignorance

Machinery running through our spinal cords

Rewritten database to call our minds