Metal Gods - Chris Jericho, Fozzy

We’ve taken too much for granted

And all the time it had grown

From techno seeds we first planted

Evolved a mind of its own

Marching in the streets

Dragging iron feet

Laser beaming hearts

Ripping men apart

From off I’ve seen my perfection

Where we could do as we please

In secrecy this infection

Was spreading like a disease

Hiding underground

Knowing we’d be found

Fearing for our lives

Reaped by robot’s scythes

Metal Gods

Metal Gods

Metal Gods

Metal Gods

Machines are taking all over

With mankind in their command

In time they’d like to discover

How they can make their demand

Better be the slaves

To their wicked ways

But meeting with our death

Engulfed in molten breath