Machine کے بول

Welcome to your endtime-war This is not a dream A nameless traveler Appears naked on the scene Human flesh and scanning eyes The only vivid trace Steel as bones inside A machine behind its face Artificial eyes – artificial breath Travelling through time – artificial death Machine – running through the fire Machine – running through the fire Not a thought inside its head Nor a sentiment Only bits and bytes A machine cannot repent The leader of the underground Will be given birth By s.c., [so] she must be found And dragged away from earth Artificial eyes Target better hide He's always on the hunt T-800 knows no sleep And arnie did the stunts