I'm going to do my own album because I thought of a cool concept while listening to it.
Wolves in Sheepskin - Indecent Vibrations.
A murmuring thump echoes in the dark room as the machines warm up. A grinding noise perforates the area as each mechanism slowly comes to life. The robot intestines scream the loudest and the humanoid robot becomes aware of what's happening, still in a bit of a daze from being in sleep mode. All of a sudden the robot hops up and runs out the door. He had to keep his gates closed so that he could go to the garage in time to empty his oil. He races to the oil bin and sits in it for a few minutes as all the fluids drain into the tub that drains out into the garden.
After a longer than expected experience in the garage, the robot goes into his bedroom and accesses his acid database. He instantly becomes aware of the effects as he starts to hear strange noises becoming more clear, even though these noises were there all along. The sounds of the fans became amplified. The hissing of the pipes and electric coils blaring as they rested in the factory across the street shouts and screeches and warbles. As the robot researches the logical service drive he comes to the realization that understanding how the universe functions is more important than the why because of the unapproachable distances between galaxies is incommutable for the moment so why bother? He nods to himself and starts to doze off a bit, losing sight of what's before him. As he drifts in and out of his consciousness mode, his autodrive system accessed his memory banks. Descending into the past, the robot was at a circus below the ocean. He sees the fish riding carousels. Back to another memory the robot was left with whistling birds and another carousel off in the distance before he found himself being chased by a car with blue red white rays of light shooting into the sky. Slipped back into a time before he understood the world around him, and this new perspective struck him. He had figured his life out. Circuits lapse and the acid drive ends, bringing the robot to consciousness and out of his memory banks.
Upon waking the robot was wrought with reality. He had a name. He had a job. He had a boss. At work once again Jesus works among the tesla coils, sparking and sending bolts into the air as it slithered around the rings. As Jesus beat the human slave that his form represented, the elite robot board activated Jesus's anger drive. Jesus writhes in a fit of rage as he whipped and tortured the human whose name was Samuel. However, most humans are referred to as orders. Jesus isn't alone in dominating the human race, it had been that way long before he was built. This factory that he was built in is the same place where they forcefully persuaded the subservient to build the next generation. Jesus and the other humanoids made in the factory worked there, row upon row. Built for the same process that destroys their creators. Ironic innit.
After work the robot loses his memory board and lunges into a fit of anger. Having been programmed and activated in such a violent environment, that rage forces on the anger drive. Red zeros and ones blink across Jesus's optic centers. A child dies in the mix and the robot powers down suddenly.