Every Step you take is to the end   Chaos, duplicate the human slaves   Mother Nature so far away : Why?   Perfect is the race you dream      Right now, I make my choice   Perfection you fake is not   The soul, not a genetic code   You fools, you ignoramuses      Hatchery, the newborn to celebrate   Ashes to ashes, I see respect in the dust   Life is so perfect      Now for the weak an abortion   Celebrate perfection that grows   The flesh, a gift of science   The soul a fault of a god      Life on its way to the state of fire   From the cold taste of steel   Light embraces the dark, lava flowing free   and the cradle is...   Forgot the reasons why - We all lie so pale   On the playground of cold   Mother Nature is at saturation point   and the cradle is falling down...