-Digital album in any format -17 bonus tracks including instrumental versions & demos -CD in clear jewel case with cover artwork by Kaksi Calabai -8-page booklet with all lyrics from the album -Free additional download card (to give the album to a friend or foe) -Handwritten note from O6
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There was a nuclear war...a few years from now.
All this...this whole place...everything...it's gone.
And nobody had even knew it'd started.
It was the machines, Sarah.
Defense network computers.
New. Powerful. Hooked into everything, and trusted to run it all.
They say it got smart.
A new order of intelligence.
But it saw all people as a threat, not just the ones on the other side.
Decided our fate in a microsecond.
Burning skies, coloured black and tan
Running from the demon with the shattered glass hand
Gears whirr with action, and fans quickly spin
There's no way to tell which faction will win
Plated iron armour, layered under skin
Robotic camera eyes look you deep within
It can see the truth, it can see the time
It can see the future, now, and preconceive your crimes
They have eyes but they cannot see
They have ears but they cannot hear
They have mouths but they cannot speak
They have minds but they cannot think
Now the land is barren, the cities charred
Sentinels eliminate the human race without regard
They decide the fates of man, they decide what's right
They decide who'll live today and who shall die tonight
Tearing on throughout this fallen world
The mecha drawing out their tempered metal swords
Living on in circuitry, the Gods of machine
They control our every thought and they control your dreams
The battle rages until the dawn
'Till their energy is gone
'Till the rising of the sun
And on and on, 'Till all are one!
Hiding down in bunkers deep, within the earthen core
A cavernous place of human waste where the victims scream and scour
The memories of a time once known before this endless war
Of the saviour once foretold to us, the prophecy of lore
But the time to rest is over now, the time to struggle is here
The legion stands in front of us to feel the crushing weight
Of the brink of steel and the clank of iron and the stench of laser fire
For the age of man is at an end and our death is their desire