Lyrics:

Harvesting the deceased.
Artificial tissues made in laboratories.
Engineered cells reinforced.
Praising complex metamorphosis.
Harvesting the deceased.
A DNA structure adapted by scientists.
Praising complex metamorphosis.
Crafting highly gifted men with vivisected embryos.
A prenatal diagnostic.
Purity's end.
Decayed beings renewed inside a flask then hosted in a mother's womb.
Progression will be our downfall
The deceased are brought back to life and replicated for servitude.
Technology will be our demise.
And tomorrow, they will surpass the average human.
After our own death, conventional men will cease to be pertinent,
Outnumbered by offsprings.
Witness the end of mankind.
The Beta version is in place.
A horrendous vision of chimera's altered characteristics.
The Beta version has taken our place.