March of the Iron Hearts

I hear and see everything, the clock is ticking

But I don't feel anything - I'm dead

We were promised a paradise

But now there are only mechanisms around us

Hundreds and thousands of steel hearts

We are the people of the new world

Tramp of the steel boots

Without a soul, without a past, without thoughts

Who are we to ask questions?

But I want my chest to be beating with a real heart

I want to be made of flesh and blood

I'm tired of being a machine

I hear the scream in this march of steel

Left to a certain death

Caving in under the weight of General's words

All that was uploaded into the brain, become a mantra to them

The perfect soldiers who protect their own and kill strangers

Who knows no fear

This path was clear to all, no questions asked

We had nothing to lose

But false light suddenly hit the eyes

It seemed that Father was waiting there

The one that never was there before

I thought he was here but it was just a trick

Try to prove to everyone that you are worth something

That you're more than just a set of programs

I will try to create my past and my future

I will ask my questions to the Creator

And I want my chest to be beating with a real heart

I want to be made of flesh and blood

I was taught everything

I will try to learn to be myself

To be real

The most durable steel here will become a dust

I just wanted to die

Your digital paradise time is over

And now I was given the order to survive