3 Inches of Blood - Wykydtron
In the year four thousand fifty five, Wykydtron came to lifeBorn of a scientific design to serve all human kindArtificial intelligence bred for future warWhen galaxies will crumble and fall to their kneesIt breaks free from its hold taking military controlA fate seen all across the worldIt takes hold of the Earth, breeding legions to his controlSoon to seize all power in the skyProgrammed to crushProgrammed to destroyIts brainwaves only wired for deathIt"s wired to killAll on the EarthNuclear bound - you"ll fear his nameHey it"s The WykydtronIt"s The WykydtronHey it"s the WykydtronWhoa-oh!An army"s formed to crush the EarthOur creation, the master of our demiseHumanity is doomedFifteen years since creation"s time, the war has turned to spaceHuman kind has one chance left to turn the tides of fateWarheads are the only way to stop The WykydtronMillions die, radiation blast from HellFlesh, it peels away as all the people dieThis is the end of the human raceOur creation becomes the master of our own demiseWe are dronesWe fooled ourselvesWe finally sealed our fateH1203e it"s the WykydtronIt"s the WykydtronHey it"s the WykydtronWhoa-oh!
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