You can be all you desire
An honest man, a vicious liar
Seek out the Light or seek the Dark

You can honor or desecrate
Sympathize or manipulate
Carved in your flesh, embrace the Mark

Enslaved and hypnotized
Chained to artificial lives
You are the Bastards of the Machine
The Bastards of the Machine
Be a saint for those in need
Or spin them webs of lust and greed,
Yeah, you've restored my dying faith

With a kiss of death, a last farewell
Hand in hand, through the Gates of Hell
You'll pay the price for the choice you make

I see your demons rise
Deep within your burning eyes
You are the Bastards of the Machine
The Bastards of the Machine

The Bastards of the Machine
The Bastards of the Machine