Synthetic – their nature
Indifference – their code
A welcome the most cold in kind
Calculated – their future
Unexpendable – their role
Unleash the demon in the circuitry
A boon in these troubled times
When humans suffer the machine
Powerless upon the sands
We're adrift in desolation
Desert haven in everyone's sights
Not a soul considers the irony
The struggle to survive is caused by ourselves
True reasons - trivial and set behind
Immune to physical harm
Fortified in mechanic rule
It was once said: sticks and stones
And thus it's proven - a war would start
Humankind versus man
Cast the first rock to save yourself
Grand is the final engagement
As the remnant ebb in numbers
Driven out of the metropolis
Cast down from the ruler's throne
Yet the genious part is:
The virus affects us all
A threefold danger
Machine, man & man
Should the virus have a face
For sure it would sport a grin
And in so, ignite the war