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Machinae Supremacy

Cybergenesis

 

Cybergenesis

(album: A View From The End Of The World - 2010)


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

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