Where steel hearts beat in time, in the new metal dawn
We embrace the cold precision, a new and stark design drawn
Augmented bodies walk the earth, in this brave, lonely place
Where once we sought connection, now wires interlace
Silent tears and echoes, in this mechanical domain
We trade our human essence, for the order we sustain
It's the mechanical conception
The mechanical conception
Born from sterile chambers, in the darkened halls of steel
New life emerges silent, from the machines that heal
No mother's warmth, no father's smile, in this calculated birth
Just the hum of cold mechanics, shaping our new earth
Silent tears and echoes, in this mechanical domain
We trade our human essence, for the order we sustain
It's the mechanical conception
The mechanical conception
Silent cries of infants, unheard in metal wombs
We march on through the ages, within these sterile tombs
Flesh and metal intertwined, we walk this path alone
Seeking solace in the circuits, in this new world we've known
Silent tears and echoes, in this mechanical domain
We trade our human essence, for the order we sustain
It's the mechanical conception
The mechanical conception
It's the mechanical conception
The mechanical conception
Echoes of a past life, in the silence of the night,
We hold onto the future, in the cold electric light
In this mechanized existence, we find our lonely place,
In the eyes of our Synthetic God, we preserve the human race