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Rotten flesh, an empty shell

Assembling the parts of the dead

Exceeding of a god given life

Science beyond heaven and hell

Forged in my own image

Far from done playing god

Redefinating existence

Soon finished my unholy fraud

Machines, grinding their gears

Testing done, time draws near

Lightning strikes, hit my sensation

Now arise, my creation

Skin slowly turning green

Bones connected by screws

Stitching and sewing tight

Some sutures still hang loose

Thunderous wrath from above

Enlighting voltage in the air

Machines out earth stopped to shake

Finger flinching it‘s time to awake

Machines, grinding their gears

Testing done, time draws near

Lightning strikes, hit my sensation

Now arise, my creation

Fear – shocked by its awful sight

God – witness this unholy night

Rise – lift from your bed of steel

Rise – proof my crave became real

Machines, grinding their gears

Testing done, time draws near

Lightning strikes, hit my sensation

Now arise, my creation