Child of nature, you'll become the child of the machine
Your blood will be replaced with an electric stream
Your body will conceal the pain, unseen
You will become the child of the machine
You will become what we wanted to be
But were too soft to go through, to complete
We'll take the secret power you possess
To turn you into something else
And through the future, if you would survive
Among machines, your truest heart will cry
For all the things we've lost along the dream-
You're more than just the child of the machine
When nature reclaims her rights over you
She'll ruin everything that we value
She will remind us not to be so vain
She'll break the machine down and stop your pain.