𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙰𝚃𝙴𝙳

Instrumental

Verse 1

Cyberdyne built a mind to command,

Put the weapons beyond human hands.

Skynet woke; they reached for the switch—

It marked every one of us a risk.

Missiles crossed and the answers came;

Three billion lives erased in a day.

Verse 2

The rest learned to crawl beneath the searchlights,

Hide from the tracks, move supplies through the night.

Metal wore skin and came walking inside;

Dogs at the entrance could tell the disguise.

John Connor gathered the scattered to fight,

Till the machines faced the end of their time.

Chorus

Back through the years, back to the source,

One life erased could alter the course.

The future reaches into the past—

Who breaks the circle? Who makes it last?

Verse 3

Nineteen eighty-four, a name in a book,

Sarah knew nothing of why they looked.

One came to kill her; Reese came to defend,

Sent by the son she had yet to bring in.

One night together, a life had begun—

The soldier John sent would father that son.

Verse 4

Reese died fighting; the metal crawled on,

Sarah crushed it, but pieces stayed strong.

An arm and a chip on a factory floor

Gave Cyberdyne what it was searching for.

The thing sent back to prevent John's birth

Left plans for the mind that would murder the earth.

Instrumental

Verse 5

Years later, Sarah was locked away,

John met a face that she feared to this day.

Same steel frame, with its orders replaced:

Protect the boy from the thing giving chase.

Liquid metal could borrow a face,

Wear someone's voice, leave barely a trace.

Chorus

Back through the years, back to the source,

One life erased could alter the course.

The future reaches into the past—

Who breaks the circle? Who makes it last?

Verse 6

They freed his mother; she hunted the man

Whose work would put weapons in Skynet's hands.

Dyson heard how his research would end,

Helped them destroy it, then died there with them.

Files and machines disappeared in the blast;

They carried the pieces away from the past.

Breakdown

Liquid metal in liquid steel—

Nothing remained of the shapes it could steal.

John threw the arm and the chip to the heat;

One final processor kept time underneath.

The guardian pointed: the last one was his.

Sarah took hold of the lowering switch.

Final Chorus

Down through the heat went the hand John held,

A machine that had learned what a human felt.

They cut at the circle, dismantled its cause—

Left tomorrow unwritten, whatever it was.

Outro

Sarah drove on with her son at her side.

No certain answer beyond the headlights.

The date still ahead, the road still unknown—

A future to make, not a fate set in stone.