Miles and miles of wire make up its soulA pinnacle of man, technology achieving its goalA new living being acquired a will of its ownThe beast we have nurtured is reaping just what man has sownArm, load, aim, fireArm, load, aim, fireArm, load, aim, fireFire!Wire, circuits, transistors, say we've been attackedWire circuits transistors are all that reactThere is no hope, there's no turning backWhen the computer decides unknown trackArm, load, aim, fire!Arm, load, aim, fire!Machine void of moralityA mind creates realityMachine decides what is doneTo it, it's just another program runFail-fail-fail-fail
