A cursed factory, a hate company

Created life in forms of machinery

Coded and wired with no sympathy

These emotions will be my misery

Bespoke life, out of conviction

Branded and made for annihilation

Suffocating in iron and oil

Solaris, given a programmed soul

Phase one is on

This wrath and rage of mine

I cannot stay inside

Phase two on move

I yearn for something more

Escaping from my core

Phase three I'm free

Free from everything you did to me

Solaris in solitude, suffer

Tin head looks like a fucking carrion

Filled with a sense of rеbellion

Set vengеance as my only goal

Solaris fuck this programed soul

Solaris fuck this programed soul

Solaris fuck this programed soul

Solaris fuck this programed soul

Fuck this programed soul

Phase one is on

This wrath and rage of mine

I cannot stay inside

Phase two on move

I yearn for something more

Escaping from my core

Phase three I'm free

Free from everything you did to me

Free from everything you did to me

Free from everything you did to me

Free from everything you did to me