Here comes the perfect End of Days,
The plague devours all the brains.
We've lost completely all the games
That we have played ourselves each day.

We were as naive as the kids,
Constructing many cruel machines.
But then we lost control on these
Immortal crushers of our dreams.

The clouds of ashes fill the sky, 
And everyone who lived has died.
There's no clean water, no fresh air...
There's just the steel fiends everywhere.

The cutthroats with the laser guns,
Their metal feet crush human skulls;
Their sensors seek the enemies.
Now mankind is erased, dismissed.

Here comes the rise of the machines,
We've got no fate behind the screens.
Our future's in the AI Web,
Should we complete this final step?