Tech - Tidfall
The first breath they breathe
So innocent with first glimpse
The re circulation of mankind
In the unknowing mind
A fate filled with fragments of a never ending dream
Reborn
Programmed
Into a new industrial human
With only one determination
Creator of sin
Disorder prepares to rise
As it is time to fill the future demise
Created of sin
A new world
A new breed
The new era
Of mankind
Is ready to consist
They came
Their innocence's is no longer present
The killer machines
The creatures which laid the
Old world in ruins
Now the only ones who walk this world
