The year is two thousand and Seventeen ten years have passed Since nuclear annihilation The victorious battle for the cyberpunks The new breed of klingon left only A handfull of humans to hide and wither Amongst the rubble and skeletal debris, Hunted at nightfall by infra-red Synchronised detectors, the cyberpunks Hunt humans now known as clones for Childish sport the clones get pleasure From being destroyed by these new computer Generated lifeforms cyberpunks more Powerfull, more dangerous and more destructiveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
