Future Breed Machine (Mayhem Version)

By Meshuggah

On The True Human Design

Released on July 19, 1997

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An even strobe, a pulse of flashing hate

Lights of synthetic souls

Mass-produced, hammered into shape

A sign of times, dreams turn into systems

A new way, a new breed

Implanted in our minds

Here I am in the hand of sterile hate

The new control

Cannot wake

I'm not asleep

New intelligence arise in emptied bodies

Turgid flesh tested through eternal spastic fits

Through not known codes mother

Machine in genocide now scorn a dying race

Evolution in reverse

Now it's time for me

Changing

What am I to be?

Contorted

An eternity

Defeated

Programmed to appease you

We're symbols of perfection

Humanoids runed by your laws

Destroy erase improve

Lesson first submission

We're docile servant dogs

Our leashes are your limbs

Computed deep within

Remoted minds controlled our thoughts

No more doubts

The new way is here disgorged

Another thousands fakes that obey

To a circuit skein

To vacuum

Mechanical thoughts

I now conceive no longer me

Always to see inanity

Millions to be units like me

Eternally human patterns

Copied, dissected, distorted

Completed to fit the machine

The nerve fibres give in to cords to the unknown

See me

Be me

Same contents

Same machine

Currency of ours no more

Flesh and bone

We are to be

Unaware of what we have been before

Evolution in reverse

Now it's time for me

Changing

What am I to be?

Contorted

An eternity

Defeated

By the new machine