The New Creations Lyrics

The screen shows their bodies in liquid

and they are eager to begin their life

Drained from their cells, they gasp a first breath

such a sweet smell of blood fills their nostrils



Our master, we are at your command

The pleasure to kill is all yours

Point your finger and just say the word

Your wish is our law, if you say so we'll break the dawn



The CCTV expands the picture

as men in suits all nod and approve

A project coming to fruition

Preparing their first and last mission



The new creations stand to form their lines

War machines to project their power and lies

The blackest of black, a clandestine destiny

Expendable forces of subhuman value



A void of thought (They do not understand)

Exquisite lack of mercy (the reason behind reason)



Assume control of the brave new world

Enforced world where the people are numbers

None would stand up, none would dare to

A megapolis where some are more equal than others