Machine

Welcome to your endtime-war

This is not a dream

A nameless traveler

Appears naked on the scene

Human flesh and scanning eyes

The only vivid trace

Steel as bones inside

A machine behind its face

Artificial eyes – artificial breath

travelling through time – artificial death

Machine – running through the fire

Machine – running through the fire

Not a thought inside its head

Nor a sentiment

Only bits and bytes

A machine cannot repent

The leader of the underground

Will be given birth

By S.C., [so] she must be found

And dragged away from earth

Artificial eyes ...

Target better hide

He's always on the hunt

T-800 knows no sleep

And Arnie did the stunts