Got a horror growing in the back room. If you wanna be a God, you can die like one too. Watch creation come to life. Watch Creation crucify as it turns to you. Hit the floor. Child of horrors Gonna turn on you. Computers learning and starting to walk. You better Listen when technology talks. Its gonna scan your brain and read all Your thoughts. Now watch computers turn into god. Hit the floor. Built in the image of Ourselves to deliver us from this hell of loneliness and boredom to Bring forth a new salvation. If you need it to be saved then who's the God and who's the slave? In our image what we made, a monster like us to Destroy and invade. Science fiction ain't fiction no more, child of Horror is at your front door. The god we killed, is the god we became. And we must die by the god we made.