Orphans of a long forgotten world
A past of slaves who never would revolt
They follow orders the system still commands

The youth rebuild a city meant for man

Mainframe guides their hands through a toxic neverland

Can't abort the programs now
Mechanical youth, marching on


Solar charge not so effective now
Darkness beneath the poisoned clouds
The youth won't stop themselves from slowing now

The youth can't make directives of their own

Short circuits, rusting frames

Created by imperfect beings
Fiending for hydrolic oil
Mechanical youth burning out


They are alone and shutting down
Sorted remains

Wait for the masters to come home