Bolt Thrower - Profane Creation

Constructed with vengeful hate The extinction of life, man's final plight We strive until the end Though none shall be taken alive A killing machine, programmed for death To destroy all that comes within (his) sight Mindless, created insane Mankind shall never survive Never survive Strength becoming weaker, as fear grows within Faced with eternal damnation, the end shall now begin Profane creation, the dawn of a new age Technology's progression, over man machines reign Enslaved without compassion, new masters of (the) earth we dwell Human life is worthless, in this automated living hell In the quest for perfection, life becomes obsolete Humanity faces deletion, this nightmare world is complete As we wait for execution, in silence we stand in line The total extinction of the existence of mankind Our futile life's now ended, free from the suffering and pain Our systems (now) are loaded, we have been created profane Profane creation, the dawn of a new age Technology's progression, over man machines reign Enslaved without compassion, new masters of (the) earth we dwell Human life is worthless, in this automated living hell In the quest for perfection, life becomes obsolete Humanity faces deletion, this nightmare world is complete As we wait for execution, silent we stand in line The total extinction of the existence of mankind