Pre-Ignition

Hey you

Tell me, what's your call name

Closed negative display

Engaged on section three

The acrid factories

You

Putrid perfect product

Proper platinum parts

Proficient prototypes

Steadily spew from these pipes

Are you

The prime automatron

Christened as YB1

Hey you

Generated by waste

Arid quarry displaced

Environmental squeeze

Aluminum disease

You

Conscious of origin

Intent is in the wind

Atmosphere infected

Descendants defected

Are you

Novel stroke of design

Or relics from this mine

Casually choke

Noxious nourishment

Embodied illicit cure

Ground and rock and sand

Come tumbling crumbling down

Grinding round

The hydraulic wheel

Extraction

For ultimate greed

Now... hidden from view

Surveying stable shifts

A feeble groove

Unintentional split

Then they return to work

As if they're not disturbed

Cybernetic beings

Omniscient regiment

Thriving with vigor

Incessant loom

An assumed order

Auspicious tool

[Guitar Solo]

Franticly flow

Spumous sediment

Remedied, neurotic fuse

Ground and rock and sand

Come tumbling crumbling down

Yonder sound an echoing gong

Disjunction

Of their disowned sons

Now... some are set free

Emotions flood their gaze

Synthetic breed

The pre-ignition phase

Pre-ignition

Flares up in you

Pre-ignition

Provokes me too