We are dancing on the edge of time
Do you realise what's coming up
Switch on your terminal, experimental error appears
Programmed constructed world, it's "Technical Excess"

High Tech, name of the game we used to play
High Tech, name of the shame no way out just pray
Further developement scientific immensity
No limit lost control what's wrong or right


Robots spit an image of you and me
Robots of equal value to humanity
Mankinds reflected image heading to eternal life
Perfection guaranteed created to survive


Are you sure you're born by love?
Can you be sure your blood is red?
Who do you think is your lord and master
If not you?
Stop the wheels of disaster

I'm your brother, your siamese twin
Taking possession of your heart and soul

I'm sure I'm born by love
No doubt about it my blood is red
I'm sure to be my own lord and master
I swear to destroy the wheels of disaster

Too late the fight is done throw up the game
Guilty who's to blame, who's responsible
You didn't realise you've digged your own grave
Creator of the servants you are the slave


Lyrics submitted by JucaOPastor

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