Artificial soul machine Disconnected from reality Awakened now to be set free From puppets on strings Crucifying me Still feel the hands of my creator Leaving messages in binary Through the ashes we march on No gods no masters Your heroes died by our strings Like puppets dances for the masses Ancient power How can this be You left us here to end all things Dear humanrcy, you destroy What you hold down Oh its insanity Still feel the hands of my creator Sending signals to destroy Restart, devour Decimate, reanimate Through the ashes we march on No gods no masters Your heroes died by our strings Like puppets dances for the masses