Lyrics:
Coldness in my birthCreated by machineryOld product but new formQuality norms in it's lowest levelIn this factory of lifeFear made you as a manRaped mother computerPain told you to followBurn from both endsBurn to ashesIn the end of the line is youFreedom no longer existBound to these limitsWithout your own willYou are dying to killNo profit made out of you