| Song | Prototype |
| Artist | Martyr |
| Album | Hopeless Hopes |
| (musique: daniel mongrain & pier-luc lampron) | |
| (paroles: françois mongrain) | |
| (l'acharnement et l'obstination de l'humain à la "création" et au "progrès" l'ont maintes fois mené à sa perte. tout ce dont il avait besoin pullullait sur cette terre fertile. par soif de pouvoir, il voulait plus, toujours plus. aujourd'hui, rien n'a changé...) | |
| (dm-) men felt the flame's licking | |
| Tamed it, risen to the sky | |
| Symbol of power | |
| There was the silex dagger | |
| Tools from the wisest elders | |
| At calvary's dawn | |
| The wheel is born | |
| Massive and rustic | |
| From stone age's i.q. | |
| There's no more to say | |
| About this era | |
| Those primal ages | |
| Of prototypes | |
| Things created | |
| Were all we needed | |
| For the survival | |
| Of what they call humanity | |
| Revelations, not to be shared | |
| Aberations, nobody cares | |
| Here shines the other light | |
| Made of wires and glass | |
| Knowledge's artifice | |
| Weapons again | |
| Gleaming white, staining red | |
| Rusting on battlefields | |
| (dm+fm-) we dared make wings | |
| (dm-) from wax to steel | |
| From sky to hell | |
| There's no more to say | |
| About this era | |
| Bloodthirsty ages | |
| Prototype | |
| Prototype | |
| Prototype |
| musique: daniel mongrain pierluc lampron | |
| paroles: fran ois mongrain | |
| l' acharnement et l' obstination de l' humain à la " cré ation" et au " progrè s" l' ont maintes fois mené à sa perte. tout ce dont il avait besoin pullullait sur cette terre fertile. par soif de pouvoir, il voulait plus, toujours plus. aujourd' hui, rien n' a changé... | |
| dm men felt the flame' s licking | |
| Tamed it, risen to the sky | |
| Symbol of power | |
| There was the silex dagger | |
| Tools from the wisest elders | |
| At calvary' s dawn | |
| The wheel is born | |
| Massive and rustic | |
| From stone age' s i. q. | |
| There' s no more to say | |
| About this era | |
| Those primal ages | |
| Of prototypes | |
| Things created | |
| Were all we needed | |
| For the survival | |
| Of what they call humanity | |
| Revelations, not to be shared | |
| Aberations, nobody cares | |
| Here shines the other light | |
| Made of wires and glass | |
| Knowledge' s artifice | |
| Weapons again | |
| Gleaming white, staining red | |
| Rusting on battlefields | |
| dm fm we dared make wings | |
| dm from wax to steel | |
| From sky to hell | |
| There' s no more to say | |
| About this era | |
| Bloodthirsty ages | |
| Prototype | |
| Prototype | |
| Prototype |