Charming Maidens with No Skin

I build the cubes

I keep the city safe

My brain's my friend

Known since moment of autopsy

Charming maidens without skin

Forthcoming in extended line

Generations tried to find

Way to decode this order

I should die,

I should die eleven times

But I can't

Hellish clocks counting the end

But not mine

I'm still alive

I take a look at the watch

Just eleven past eleven

Nations fell, lands deformed

Still eleven past eleven

Charming maidens without skin

Trying to burn me with napalm

Hidden in A-Bomb craters

I'll rape them one by one