Children Of Technology Lyrics - Kingcrow
There's a shadow that treads the thought
And fear is its only whip
Destiny ends under a dying sun
Hybrid beings who creep in dust
Creation of the human
brain without heart
Velvet hands of the new
God that move in dark
Children of technology
Children of a new world
Bribed prophets who sell desires
sell the ticket to our end
heaven in hell under a burnin' moon
and we die with a smiling face
And fear is its only whip
Destiny ends under a dying sun
Hybrid beings who creep in dust
Creation of the human
brain without heart
Velvet hands of the new
God that move in dark
Children of technology
Children of a new world
Bribed prophets who sell desires
sell the ticket to our end
heaven in hell under a burnin' moon
and we die with a smiling face
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