Tech - Tidfall

The first breath they breathe

So innocent with first glimpse

The re-circulation of mankind

In the unknowing mind

A fate filled with fragments of a never-ending dream

Reborn programmed into a new industrial human

With only one determination

Creator of sin

Disorder prepares to rise

As it is time to fill the future demise

With malacious abomination

Created of sin a new world

A new breed

The new era of mankind is ready to consist

They came

Their innocence’s is no longer present

The killer machines, the creatures which laid the

Old world in ruins

Now the only ones who walk this world