As they stride in the desolate plain Mechanic feet stir the forlorn grave Blackened ashes left in their wake A hollow cry as the wind for their sails A transcendence The promise of our augmentation Eternal life At the cost of your humanity Watch your hand in wonder: what did it look like? A frail strand of past is barcoded in ragged flesh As final as it seems, it has just begun They forfeit all trace of humanity Life for them is a cybernetic existence Past the point of no return They longingly look over their shoulder Their final life functions fade to black Along with their humanity No way to reverse the course The finality is like current through flesh We dare you to unravel the truth Of past, present and beyond Know that whatever your choice may be It is only for you to decide What we offer is a place in the book of eternity Among the new breed