He path of which acedia becomes fertileDemolition is now rebornThe vast obsession to network all minds into one moldOne collectionThe path of which the prize is endlessGlory is infinite filth, hypocrisyWrath, malice, vengeance are programmed in us allAs drones built for warOur eyes, never intended for sightEnhanced by the sinister corruptionThe gift to envision a world obliged in dreams and fantasyThen watch it all burn downStart with the sky, set it ablazeEvolution falls into extinctionRepetition, flesh will always decayRotThe natural course is crumblingWe must now become machineThe path of which all life grows dimInfiltrate and destroyEnhanced sinister corruptionMechanically decomposing the flesh, catastrophe completeEnhanced sinister corruptionWe are now part of this machine