…my hide Don't ask what is the price of my hand Would you be queen of my land? When everyone else is gone Fire, making my way much harder All of this time I'm after Images of my soul And I've wounded my side And I've…

…, its all about you, and your lifestyle, you are like my cousin too shy, 'except in beds, where you can be something else, just a one night, you have over the years the same style. You have the same kind of friends…

…Oh they will never get me alive As the words of warning echoed on the world did not respond Machines came down from the sky Human corpses headless torsos hang impaled and burn to dust Machines slayed many of us…