Reprocessing, forged in steel, in the cold, Sparks fly — we are sparks, bound within, tightly controlled. Buzzing in our ears, toxic and yet we endure, Lost in the void, as the world burns, pure. Transformation — an empty void, unknown, All paths closed, yet in despair we are not alone. We are the spark, the dust, the pain! Steel remains unbroken, fear cannot claim. Reprocessing! Neither life nor death do we claim, Within steel, within cold, we never fade or wane. Time does not freeze, forward we move, With fire, with iron, onward we prove! Transformation — the key to oblivion's door, We dissolve into the abyss, our spirit to restore. The hum in our ears, blood on our hands — is it enough? Reprocessing… in steel, we burn, strong and tough! Broken, sparks in the air, we burn bright, Yet we live, we rise, we never lose sight. The body is a vessel, we are the fire within, Reprocessing — this path, our journey begins.
Reprocessing, forged in steel, in the cold, Sparks fly — we are sparks, bound within, tightly controlled. Buzzing in our ears, toxic and yet we endure, Lost in the void, as the world burns, pure. Transformation — an empty void, unknown, All paths closed, yet in despair we are not alone. We are the spark, the dust, the pain! Steel remains unbroken, fear cannot claim. Reprocessing! Neither life nor death do we claim, Within steel, within cold, we never fade or wane. Time does not freeze, forward we move, With fire, with iron, onward we prove! Transformation — the key to oblivion's door, We dissolve into the abyss, our spirit to restore. The hum in our ears, blood on our hands — is it enough? Reprocessing… in steel, we burn, strong and tough! Broken, sparks in the air, we burn bright, Yet we live, we rise, we never lose sight. The body is a vessel, we are the fire within, Reprocessing — this path, our journey begins.