Tekst:
Arise The Kings Of The Cloned Generation

Inherit the throne, king of a cloned generation, let's inherit our throne, kings of a human creation. Inherit the throne, king of a cloned generation, let's inherit our throne, kings

We have gathered specimen for ages, the genetic structure of earth, our work is nearly complete, we have the maps and where to begin. We have technology

Electronical a future failure, biomechanical life for hire. In our minds there's something missing now, though our bodies look exactly the same, in

Inherit the throne, king of a cloned generation, let's inherit our throne, kings of a human creation. Inherit the throne, king of a cloned generation, let's inherit our throne, kings

This was once a beautiful place, but now it's dead, we killed it long ago. With dusted eyes and dry mouths we are trying to survive. We're exposed to

A poisoned tongue, home of perverted lies. Bloodfilled lungs, exhausted by your lust to sacrifice. Religion, wield the axe of god, release the beast