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A prefix is an affix which is placed before the stem of a word. Adding it to the beginning of one word changes it into another word. For example, when the prefix un- is added to the word happy, it creates the word unhappy. Particularly in the study of languages, a prefix is also called a preformative, because it alters the form of the words to which it is affixed. Prefixes, like other affixes, can be either inflectional, changing the syntactic category, or derivational, changing either the lexical category or the semantic meaning. In English, there are no inflectional prefixes; English uses suffixes instead for that purpose. Prefixes, like all other affixes, are usually bound morphemes. The word prefix is itself made up of the stem fix (meaning "attach", in this case), and the prefix pre- (meaning "before"), both of which are derived from Latin roots.
In English, a fairly comprehensive list, although not exhaustive, is the following. Depending on precisely how one defines a derivational prefix, some of the neoclassical combining forms may or may not qualify for inclusion in such a list. This list takes the broad view that acro- and auto- count as English derivational prefixes because they function the same way that prefixes such as over- and self- do.
Inside the belly of a beast made of flesh and steel
My flesh and blood no longer seem so real
Inside this war machine that has blurred my sight
Distorting my vision of what's wrong or right
Blistering speed with a barrage of no mercy
Is the only thing fueling me to breathe
I am the future breed created through pure insanity
Simply shut off it I decide to think
I am the war machine
Forced to lead, bleed the weak
Lead by wicked hearts full of deceit
The war machine
Blistering speed with a barrage of no mercy
Is the only thing fueling me to breathe
I am the war machine
Forced to lead, bleed the weak
Lead by wicked hearts full of deceit
The war machine
All guns are locked and loaded
I am the weapon of mass destruction
This is the Armageddon of man
The time has come to unleash the master plan
Devastation and the ruins of man
Barren lands and blood soaked hands
Seek and destroy all survivors, nothing left but sand
I am the future breed created through pure insanity
Simply shut off it I decide to think
I am the war machine
Forced to lead, bleed the weak
Lead by wicked hearts full of deceit