Post Human

I\'m self control

I\'m damned soul

I\'m head on pole

I\'m whole with sore

And after me there is nothing left

And every day my body is on test

I need to control

I need human soul

I need head on bowl

I need more and more

Days and days they are testing me

After me they\'ll die on decree

That\'ll be the day when you all will vanish

A final goodbye before you all shall perish

Playing and testing body and lives

Before i send you in paradise

Words are spoken

Code is broken

Your derangement

My entertainment

That\'ll be the day when you all will vanish

A final goodbye before you all shall perish

Playing and testing body and lives

Before i send you in paradise

Your repentance

Your last chance

Horde of sheeps

Will worship

Your destination is to burn in hell

Your flesh is a fuel to my new realm

Driven by the handmade code

I\'m a masterpiece that you are wrote