We are digital warriors wandering the plains
Our history is forgotten, our future unchained
Fending for knowledge, power, unearthly gains
We had a leader, but now we are parted.

He was respected by all the underground
A valiant fighter, trusted not to be a spy
A knife in the back is all he ever found
Too bad the leader had to die.

We had never suffered a loss
Bloodthirsty metallic servants
Were we craving ultimate chaos?
Everything left to chance ..

Knowing not why we did the evil deed
In our minds it was the only way
It didn't matter, as long as we could feed
Isn't it true? Everyone has to pay, someday.

We will go on, as we have before
Without a leader, without a plan
The control, the power, we need more
Who am I? I'm sure not a normal man.

Dreadnought [CHAOS] '93