As they stride in the desolate plain
Mechanic feet stir the forlorn grave
Blackened ashes left in their wake
A hollow cry as the wind for their sails
A transcendence
The promise of our augmentation
Eternal life
At the cost of your humanity
Watch your hand in wonder: what did it look like?
A frail strand of past is barcoded in ragged flesh
As final as it seems, it has just begun
They forfeit all trace of humanity
Life for them is a cybernetic existence
Past the point of no return
They longingly look over their shoulder
Their final life functions fade to black
Along with their humanity
No way to reverse the course
The finality is like current through flesh
We dare you to unravel the truth
Of past, present and beyond
Know that whatever your choice may be
It is only for you to decide
What we offer is a place in the book of eternity
Among the new breed