Total Devastation - Production Peak

Coldness in my birth
Created by machinery
Old product but new form
Quality norms in its lowest level

In this factory of life
Fear made you as a man
Raped mother computer
Pain told you to follow

Burn from both ends
Burn to ashes
In the end of the line is you

Freedom no longer exist
Bound to these limits
Without your own will
You are dying to kill

No profit made out of you