We screaming fall with widened eyes

Our bodies break before the lies

Sharp fragments tumble through the dark

The ground awaits our lasting mark

The pieces meld through boiling fire

Liquid bones churn through the mire

Into the iron mold we pour

The thoughts and dreams once ours, no more

Then metal monsters we emerge

Ambitions and desires purged

Our motions jerk, all the same

Our thoughts predictable and tame

Robotic laugher roams our halls

The World with leering finger calls

Our new selves come in jubilee

A metal monster to always be