Seasons of the Wolf - C.A.D. (Computer Audimated Death)

I am a traveler from a world beyond your time
I am a prisoner in a world full of crime
I follow rules you made when you were strong and lean
Your craft has made you weak - a slave to your machine
and they will run you on time but they will run you off the track
and you won't get back on or they will break your back
So if you hear me well and listen to my dream
You can hear the sound of a thousand distant screams

The lasers trace the wind swept sky in search for the final kill
A silhouetted shadow hunts us down with grace and deadly skill
Only one knows where they deploy troops on ground of hell
Soldier perfect robot slaves trained with magic spells
Cybernetic Warrior minds, computer processed flesh
Lurks inside a microchip for electromagnetic breath
They search through lines for sacred codes to launch the wings of war
Numbers they were taught so well, it's what we built them for

To the hearts of young and restless minds there secrets we come to tell
To gather your thoughts of hopes and tears against lies you know so well
Technology is not the problem, but a new world we must start
Breakdown the secrets codes from hell that tear your dreams apart

Rebellion fills the hearts of those that feel their destiny
and we have come to make it clear and help to set you free
Humission is a wave of thoughts that help to build this weight
and now machines that rule the world will calculate your fate