The Future... (Can Not Be Programmed )

Bliss or abomination
Uncertain answer
Should mankind fear of its own invention?
Has the creation turned against the creator
Has the solution turned into self destruction?

There's no turning back it has begun
Just assimilate ready or not
It's coming to an end life as we know
It's hanging by a thread
There's no escaping now

Our destination
From enslavement to obliteration
What we thought was freedom
Led us into prision

Are we controlling it?
Is it controlling us?
Who's really in control?

There's no fate but what we make ourselves
There's no guide for what may lie ahead
Whatever may be just be aware
Not everything goes just like the plan
The future can not be programmed

Tomorrow is made by every act
The story unfolds step by step
The choices we made is what makes us
The reason of what went right or what went wrong
Altough with everyday there's a new chance
The Sun may not come out for everyone

Did we start the fire?
Should we try to fight it?
Has it lit the candle
That lights our funeral pyre?