lyrics
This world has turned to shit,
From green and blue to black and red.
Good thing we evolved with it,
Although we deserve to be dead.
We've come too far, outsmarted the best of ourselves,
And now our creations create us and they keep us well.
Feeling is obsolete. Nothing for the programmed minds.
No hate, no pain, no love, to stay alive we left it all behind.
Welcome to the Robo-Times.
As I kneel down before my creation,
I see the advent of the last generation.
Now kneel down before my creation,
And feel the...
Don't fight fate, Don't be afraid.
Veins become cables & cords.
Prepare yourself for the upgrade.
Brains become the mother board.
In technology we trust.
Muscle mutates into steel.
Now your world will never rust.
So, I guess this how electro feels.
Welcome to the Robo-Times.
As I kneel down before my creation,
I see the advent of the last generation.
Now kneel down before my creation,
And see the advent of the last generation.
We could never win,
There was no cease & capture.
We became like them,
In an artificial rapture.
Where we could never win,
Against the artificial rapture,
Where we became like them,
Transcend from human nature.
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OIIO,
released May 15, 2010
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