Welcome to your endtime-war
This is not a dream
A nameless traveler
Appears naked on the scene
Human flesh and scanning eyes
The only vivid trace
Steel as bones inside
A machine behind its face
Artificial eyes – artificial breath
Travelling through time – artificial death
Machine – running through the fire
Machine – running through the fire
Not a thought inside its head
Nor a sentiment
Only bits and bytes
A machine cannot repent
The leader of the underground
Will be given birth
By s.c., she must be found
And dragged away from earth
Artificial eyes
Target better hide
He's always on the hunt
T-800 knows no sleep
And arnie did the stunts