The Apocalypse के बोल

Artificial organisms flood the desolate ruins Steel and flesh collide The humans attack optical sensors then immobilize Nanoparticles drift through the wasteland in a shifting cloud The micro-robots enter the bloodstream ensuring a slow Agonizing death in which there is no escape Equipped elitists scan the proximity With flawless precision high-charged plasma blasts Incinerate humans upon contact The apocalypse Inferior race Consumed by fire Reduced to nothingness Human troops target a primary generator Hundreds of machines power-down in a wave as an Electrical surge sifts through the land Calculating logistics The machines prepare to use orbital kinetic weaponry With a tweak of a satellite the remaining humans incinerate In a hailstorm of concentrated laser beams and nuclear warheads Consumed by fire Reduced to nothingness Man is extinct