"Be one of first!" The ad calls out for subjects

A new kind of genetics project

Enhancement of your biological makeup

A promise of superhuman reflexes

The fine print goes unread

Oblivious to the consequence

Sinister plan up to highest levels

Desperate act before public knowledge

The ominous glow of the sun

As you stand-to in the antechamber

The call-in is swift and relentless

They drag you down to the black chrome chair

They strap you down lest you hurt yourself

As Xenomorphosis executes

The strobe lights flash on your eyes

A morphine spike snaps to your vein

The mechanic device consumes your hand

You feel it come clean off and re-attach

You wake up on a rainy street at night

No recollection of what went on

The days go by and you're none the wiser

Dreams of slithering steel and oil-drowned people

You snap awake from your horrid dreams

As you freeze solid from a look at your hand

You hear a crackle within your head

As the commands start to upload to the brain

"No longer are you in control of yourself

Experimental Droid X-1"

This is your dream made all too real

Spills soil your standard issue BDUs

The path is paved in human blood

For the project launch is a resounding "go"