Lyrics
Chopped in half, but I can't feel it
Anaesthesia is tricking my brain to life
Conscious for the attachment
Of metal parts infusing my rot with their steel
Chopped in half, but I can't feel it
My arms are the next to go under the knife
Crude metals jammed into sockets
Enhanced killing function, leading to
Piles of death
Corpses in mess
Torn apart and reassembled
Assigned a function and repurposed in the conflict
New systems, necrobionics
Enhanced killing function stemming from
Target optics and a gun
Demolish carbon-based life just for fun
New systems, necrobionics
Enhanced killing function, leading to
Piles of death
Corpses in mess
Biomechanical ligaments
Unnatural connection to past limbs
Biomechanical ligaments
Bloody stumps turned super weapons
Biomechanical ligaments
Unnatural connection to past limbs
Biomechanical ligaments
Bloody stumps turned super weapons
Piles of death
Corpses in mess
