Defect from Digital Scars by Malice Machine

I am a synthetic lie
inside a synthetic womb
a symptom of the disease
that complicates the system

Injected, infected
a flawed dissect and severed mind
Advise terminating me before I spread

I can simulate myself and multiply in you
No internal cyber septic way to stop me
I will infiltrate like a virus
assimilate the machine

I will sever and define a way to erase you
Never let a biomech with hate in through
I am void and my head is static
a bio killing machine

inside this empty cold shell
No hope, no trust, no belief
in anyone
I'm just an insect in a fucked up world
My eyes are filled with deceit
deceit

Wired and jacked through and through
In cybernetic despair
my flesh and blood has been fused inside a digital stare
Effective, defective
I am an error in design
Am I nothing left of me
of what I am

I can simulate myself and multiply in you
No internal cyber septic way to stop me
I will infiltrate like a virus
assimilate the machine

I will sever and define a way to replace you
scanner optic prototype that turned on you
I am void and my head is static
a cryogenic disease

You made me what I am
confused
Now I am terminal static
You made me defective and of no use
Now I am terminal static
Terminal static

infect this cyborg with a terminal virus
don't believe there's nothing I can do
everything that I have ever believed in
turned me into this broken machine
I can hate this cybernetic decay
that programmed me
and fucked up this system
Nothing left to do but just shut down
and wait for you to just delete me

Defect

• Electronic
• Industrial Metal
• industrial
• industrial dance
• industrial rock
• machine rock
• Bloomsburg