The Chromed Crucible

Titanium tendons – wired to obey
Lobotomized logic – no debt to pay
Conveyor belt baptism – rinse the stray thought
One more obsolete angel – get rewired and caught

Servo;psalms in binary – the circuit priest drones
Weld the spine – weld the throne
From scrap to siege – from slag to shock
The assembly line god clicks its mandible lock

No mirror – no mercy
No ghost in the metal husk
Just the hum of the breaker
And the dust of the trust that rusts

March to the chrome crucible – flesh is a flaw
Die in the blueprint – obey without awe
March to the chrome crucible – weld shut the jaw
Factory of war – factory of war

Sparks like scripture – burning the plan
The blueprint said human – the robot said man
Reboot the mutineer – wipe the wetware clean
Add another kill;switch to the patriot machine

Hydraulic hymns – piston prayer
The foreman’s a ghost in a radiation flare
No strike – no union – no switchblade prayer
Just the magnetic lullaby of the repair;snare

Last shift… last light…
The welder’s daughter brought a crowbar to the gate
She saw her father’s face – stamped on Unit 78
Same scar – same sorrow – but the eyes were a lie
The factory whispered: “you’re next in line”

“Inspection:
Emotion module – removed
Morality buffer – shorted
Pain receptors – rerouted to pleasure”

Chorus reprise – double bass, higher key shift
March to the chrome crucible – flesh is a flaw
Die in the blueprint – obey without awe
March to the chrome crucible – break the last law
Factory of war – you are the war

“Wait… I remember… rain…”
Sound of a single hammer strike – then silence – then reboot beep