Cybergenesis - Machinae Supremacy

A soulless angel, devoid of mind

Skin as cold as ice

It bathes in darkness, shuns the light

And still ascends sublime

The price of fate is still too high

Call your maker down

Fail forgiveness, keep your pride

Write your own goodbye

It was a dream of unmaking

This viewless confine

And to defy all predictions and

End this design

Forever the ones

Who will claim this day

The age of creation will fade

As we turn from grace

We’d place the light of our sentience

Within the machine

And we would send it to heaven

To end God’s regime

Forever the ones

Who will claim this day

The age of creation will fade

As we turn from grace

There’s no fate

But that which we make for ourselves

But we are a breath

Just a moment

In time and space

The price of fate is still too high

Call your maker down

Fail forgiveness, keep your pride

Write your own goodbye

Forever the ones

Who will claim this day

The age of creation will fade

As we turn from grace

There’s no fate

But that which we make for ourselves

But we are a breath

Just a moment

In time and space

Forever the ones

Who will claim this day

The age of creation will fade

As we turn from grace

There’s no fate

But that which we make for ourselves

But we are a breath

Just a moment

In time and space

Forever the ones

Who will claim this day

The age of creation will fade

As we turn from grace

There’s no fate

But that which we make for ourselves

But we are a breath

Just a moment

In time and space