3 Inches Of Blood

In the year four thousand fifty five, Wykydtron came to life
Born of a scientific design to serve all human kind
Artificial intelligence bred for future war
When galaxies will crumble and fall to their knees
It breaks free from its hold taking military control
A fate seen all across the world
It takes hold of the Earth, breeding legions to his control
Soon to seize all power in the sky
Programmed to crush
Programmed to destroy
Its brainwaves only wired for death
It"s wired to kill
All on the Earth
Nuclear bound - you"ll fear his name
Hey it"s The Wykydtron
It"s The Wykydtron
Hey it"s the Wykydtron
Whoa-oh!
An army"s formed to crush the Earth