When I reach my final day,
I still have one debt to repay.
To build a stable society,
My last day.

Life so short, is this really it?
Feel so young, I have to submit.
Pain will come, ignore phobia.
World unknown, utopia.

Legends have to be true.
Sandmen are hunting for you.
Surviving, gun versus knife.
Fly toward your renewed life.

Renew
Fly to the sky.
Renew
Born as you die.
Renew
End, idolized.
Renew
Death, authorized.

I will die as I have lived:
Sex and death, no need to forgive.
The flower flashes, and I will return.
I will be reborn as I burn.

Why would you run?
Can’t beat the gun,
Sandmen spare no one.

Don’t want to be renewed.

When there’s a blinking flower
Detected on the network,
The DS sandmen heed the call.

Possessing lethal power,
We specialize in wet-work.
We have the means to kill them all.

Our order holds the thin black line.

You will burn alive,
But you will try;
Cowards must run to survive.

The worst thing any man can
Attempt is try to prolong,
Existing older than he should.

The Thinker makes a plan
To keep the people strong;
A human thinking is not good.

You must run
From my gun
Until you cannot breathe.

Save your life
For Sanctuary.

When your life seems empty
And you can’t face reality,
Arcade is where we numb the pain.

With acid and booze too,
You purchase a New You.
The shop will teach you love again.

Guided like a pinball,
Waste your life in the arcade.

Ignore the world, feel good.
Indulge yourself – you should.
Thinker owns the master plan.

Step on the circuit.
Dress down and work it.
You give your body to the night.

Sanctuary run.

Your passage in the silent car
Leads you to a vacant church
Ruled by Billy cub, he slices
DS who come this far.

Cathedral lays in ruins
After the death of God.
We live as feral children,
Authority declawed.

Rats taken raw feed Mary-Mary,
Breathe in the strength from poisoned speed.
The ankh will show me Sanctuary,
As The Thinker has decreed.

You will age,
Your flower red.
The bloom of youth is gone,
Exiled adult instead.

Cathedral lays in ruins
Beyond the death of God.
We live as feral children,
Authority declawed.

The fourth horseman
Rides the land.
Steed of starvation
Brings plague and famine.

In wet depths
Where the light dies
A plasteel city
Molly lies.

Force of fathoms,
Molly hold.
Crushing pressure,
Bulkheads fold.

Jets of water
Slice through steel.
Thousands die,
The dome fills.

When land ran bare,
No food to feed.
We farmed the protein,
Greens from the sea.

Thinker’s blind spot
Becomes the runners’ track.
Whale places them in cells
to hold the pressure back.

The cell you’re in will crumble too.
The sunken city crushes you.
And in the cell you shall remain
Until the icy sea reclaims.

You’re in Hell now.
The ice surrounds.
No life is found.

Midnight sun glares
In this nightmare,
Thousands of miles of ice wilderness.

Between
The Bering Sea,
All the way
To Baffin Bay.

Hell is here,
Fate unclear.

Named after an ancient
Religious concept
Of eternal punishment,
Cold and bright.
Freezing and forsaken
Crippling and blinding
Howling glacial frost
Subzero world of
White on white on white.

I close my eyes.
Immobilize,
It is not wise.

Box is here.
Now there’s fear.

Tortured a ten year old girl,
Waiting for her life to unfurl.
Injured while trying to escape,
Miracle to reshape.
What could not be found was made,
One hand made a cutting blade.
Chrome legs coils cables,
Brain unwired, unstable.
Is he alive? Do you know?
Cold wind blows.

Insane in a fantasy world,
Man nor machine.
Ice sculptures of walrus and bird,
Crystal eyes gleam.
Yellow, red, blue illuminating
Zircon fish waves.
New models hesitating,
You are slaves.

Pose for me,
Be set free.

Brother to the thinker
Sharing all its wisdom
Circuits and ways.
Thread the force field.
Modeling in passion
We are naked, freezing,
Showering with ice shards
Sparkling, it floats
In the air.
Torture is a fine art.
Excel at my passion,
Your death is exquisite.

Beg for life
Or you die.

Trapped within the ice cage,
Break through the bars in precise rage.
Pillars crash and collapse.
Palace crushed, Box is entrapped

In winter
Forever.

Crazy Horse towers strong,
Pillar of Lakota warrior.
Concealed within the caverns long
Wired like webs:
Do what it says.

Thinker, the tyrant
Of the machines

Follow majority,
Do not question authority.
Revolution, extinct
No one will speak,
For they are all weak.

Algorithm of your life
Programmed to preside
Where people have no rights.

The Thinker is true.
The Thinker is right.
Don't try to fight.

No one to stand or speak,
No one to dare to be unique.
No one to fight or try.
The way it decrees,
How you live and die.

The Thinker is true,
The Thinker is right.
There won't be a coup,
DS rule the night.

The Thinker is true,
The Thinker is right.
“My lands are
Where my dead lie
Buried.”

Self destruct,
Defy their decree.
Heed the pact:
Rebel blood tithing.

Hideaway
In gilded trappings.
Feigned glamour
Belies the potent

Raw
Brutal
Creature
Within.

Scorch the earth with
Demonic fire
Hard blackened trails of death.
Escapee
Give flesh, your fee,
The price you pay to flee.

Time is up
Poison flows through you.
Red and black
Hand of flashing doom.

Seize the cure,
Pay with your hide.
Jato fire
Ignites the hellride.

Scorch the earth with
Demonic fire
Hard blackened trails of death.
Escapee
Give flesh, your fee,
The price you pay to flee.

Carve, grind, rip, tear.
Ride through the sky
Fireball engage warfare.
Escapee
Give flesh, your fee,
To toy with the machine.

Rutago
On your track,
D-stick go,
Kill, attack!

The thirty ninth amendment:
Birth control act.
Personal infringement;
The young fight back.

The old will die;
Revolution.
We shall arise;
Revolution.

Senate and congress are all
Dragged out to hang.
Police nation in downfall,
World swept away.

I define my fate.
Overpopulate.
Murder is now allowed:
Parricide.
The law is disavowed:
Genocide.

Twenty-seven-two,
All the world is youth.

Its claws and its bite
Rule the houses of white.
Her stripes rank her high.
Queen’s roar, war cry.

Darkness
In a blink of an eye
Fallen,
So quick to die.

Hunters become hunted,
She won't be confronted.
Swift, large, and ferocious,
Chase, kill, atrocious.

No chance,
Escape or die trying.
Be seen,
Last breath alive.

Entrails spread and chewed,
Death scent exude,

Queen rules her land,
Wasteland unmanned.
Queen rules her land,
Death is at hand.

Injured, I crawl and carry.
Onward we drive.
Lead you to Sanctuary,
Barely alive.

Watch
The child hunter.
He stalks
The abandoned town.
Quarry, the runner,
Leads on to cut him down.

Factory full of smoke and gas,
DS man in pursuit.
The kill will remind you,
There’s a link to the past.

Is there a commune
In outer space?
Dark side of the moon,
The human race.

Injured, I crawl and carry,
Onward we drive.
Lead you to Sanctuary,
Barely survived.

The young will die alone.
Old enough to die alone.
Not afraid to die alone
All the children die alone.

Realize you’re getting old,
No one cares if I live or die.
In my hand, the threat of doom.
Time is never on my side.

No more living trapped inside
Where I was living like a slave.
Running, hiding, I will pay
To beat the mandatory suicide.

Five...
Still so far to go.
And still so far to fly
To leave them all below.

Four...
A second life to live.
I escape but can’t forgive
The Thinker and its lies.

Light the candle and we’ll disappear.
Nothing else could ever keep us here.
Argos beckons us so far away,
For us to fly.

The journey is near –
Sweat glistening, fear.
The red will turn black,
Never look back.

Climb up the spire.
In through the door.
Light up the fires.
Engines will roar.

Three...
Sun will boil the sea
The children will not see
Consequence till it’s too late.

Two...
Violence calls to you.
Mankind will pursue
Bloodshed – this will be his fate.

Light the candle and we’ll disappear.
Nothing else could ever keep us here.
Argos beckons us so far away,
Countdown to one.

Memories flicker again
The sandman I used to be.
Youth is gone. What will remain of me?

I had life, now a new one.
Obeyed before, how can I be free?