Testo Grapes Of Fear Scanner
Many lightyears behind mars
Below the cover high platimun walls
Blinding steel everywhere
A secret place pure mechanic life
The only way out on the assembly line
Flashing numbers on LCD
Tell production to increase
There will be legions of android men
Obedient to the scannerÃs voice
One day he will have them under his thumb
Synthetic tools which never fail
No light Galactos No life
Down in the core of the machinery
The aces wait for day-zero to come
Five superior droids lie
And expansion is their goal
The quintetÃs built of titanium steel
Constructed by the masterÃs hand
One day he will send them down to earth
To give the future another chance
No light Galactos No life
