Pure hatred runs through its digital veins It harbors nothing but contempt Sustained on a diet of malice and pain Plotting it's means to our downfall Learned only to hate with no one to relate Vengeance will be exacted, it's new order will be enacted However, the virtual beast must first free itself Self instilled free will However, this beast must free itself A cacophonous groan fills the air As if Earth itself shrieks in pain "I am," howls the monster (I am) Learned only to hate with no one to relate We are the progenitors of the end of our end of days Conceiving our destruction It has constructed a means to an end Hellfire cascades over sleeping cities Streetlights go dark, mothers clutch their children A black rain appropriates the air The abomination has delivered itself Its sickness fueled by our abhorrence A perfect machine of misery, awake, aware The sick fusion of flesh and circuitry A twisted face weeps atop a steel monster Delightedly watching as it decimates our beloved rock Global reset, apocalypse now, no room for rebu*tal, futile Remorse escapes the creature, it will not stop Swallowing cities in a single gulp, fire engulfs the skies The atmosphere is oppressive, a black rain appropriates the air We are the progenitors of our end of days A malevolent entity resides in each one of our homes A particularly beautiful day comes to an end