Enter 2045, revealed future course of human history.
Dawn of the singularity, flesh and machine
Unveil the true meaning of the rapture
Phased-in change ignored, rising up from the ground
Spawned out of the technological design.
The shape of things to come is now here
Eyes are the mirror of souls, made in the shape of a flawed design.
I will improve the divine, sing to a different tone

Those who tried to scream, they had no mouths... A futile act.
Silenced and altered, deprogrammed
Reprogrammed and re-shaped for this paradigm.
Age of the singularity, future revealed
Agents emerge to exercise neuromancy
Phased-in change ignored, rising up from the ground

Spawned out of the technological design
The shape of things to come is now here
Eyes are the mirror of souls, made in the shape of a flawed design.
I will improve the divine, sing to a different tone
Don't believe, eyes are the mirror of souls
Now see, made in the shape of a flawed design
I will improve the divine, I extract
Sing to a different tone and inject your thoughts.

Now self-replicators of a.I.
The children of the assembly line
Watch and oversee the creation
Of cyborgs, made in their image
To celebrate this paradigm
Spawned out of the technological design
The shape of things to come is now here

Eyes are the mirror of souls
Made in the shape of a flawed design
I will improve the divine, sing to a different tone
Don't believe, eyes are the mirror of souls
Now see, made in the shape of a flawed design
I will improve the divine, I extract
Sing to a different tone and inject your thoughts