Bolt Thrower
Profane Creation
Constructed with vengeful hate
The extinction of life, man's final plight
We strive until the end
Though none shall be taken alive
A killing machine, programmed for death
To destroy all that comes within its sights
Mindless, created insane
Mankind shall never survive

Never survive

Strength becoming weaker
As fear grows within
Faced with eternal damnation
The end shall now begin

Profane creation
The dawn of a new age
Technology's progression
Over man machines reign
Enslaved without compassion
New masters of the earth we dwell
Human life is worthless
In this automated living hell

In the quest for perfection
Life becomes obsolete
Humanity faces deletion
This nightmare world is complete
As we wait for execution
In silence we stand in line
The total extinction
Of the existence of mankind
Our futile life's now ended
Free from the suffering and pain
Our systems now are loaded
We have been created profane

Profane creation
The dawn of a new age
Technology's progression
Over man machines reign
Enslaved without compassion
New masters of the earth we dwell
Human life is worthless
In this automated living hell

In the quest for perfection
Life becomes obsolete
Humanity faces deletion
This nightmare world is complete
As we wait for execution
In silence we stand in line
The total extinction
Of the existence of
Mankind