conceals the lies. Carbon copied acquiescence, faceless suit and tie. Crawl back in your holes, when the work day's through... One cog in the machine, the machine
Night marauders lay waste to the land Honorless battle, consuming the dead Collecting bodies to consume Keep the engine burning hot, apocalyptic war machine
in the stash spot Overtime, al night Try'na make a fat knock Swell in my pocket Like I'm carryin' a loaf of bread Been around the world But I still love
I'm prepared, sharpen my machete 'til it's sharp like a thorn Lyrical spawn, fuck a graveyard, I prepare you in ya lawn There's a Law & Order in the world
greatest of ease Get up and rock the party like you wouldn't believe Get everybody goin they'll be gone with the wind Go all around the world come back
dissension ? breeding tension Tattered souls hang from threads We are damned we are dead If you're not yet I'm sure you'll keep trying Insidious the machine
engineer, working for a high cast I have built a machine which breaks the walls of time Now I am here My machine is dead I'm prisoner of this time
American Dream They were loading the bomb bay of the iron bird Giving their blood to the Doomsday Machine I screamed into the wind my goodbye to the world
of hate Arise all the time Hostility Reigns more and more This is a cancer With no cure The machine Commands poverty In a dead And archaic world Ignorance
run fast [Verse 1: Apathy] Just gimme a reason I'm squeezin', til you stop breathin' For treason, I got shotguns like duck season The world's comin'
s down No turn around Goodbye, New World! Time to go My heart does not belong to you Goodbye, New World! I promise I do not turn back Your soul is dead
[Intro:] You know what's this? It's the world's smallest violin [Verse 1: Alaska] It's like this when my mic hits your scalp like nightsticks And mites
won We are a decaying flesh of an age The beating heart of a world no longer existing Look at us cutting each other (Lost inside this tainted machine)
to its allure. Breathe deep the intoxicating aroma of endless, entwined emotions... [A. IN THE GARDEN OF EMOTIONS] [hippie] it's kinda groovy in this world
in heathen machine Heathen machine like no man can ever be Now long before your walls fall in heathen machine Without heart and soul You're dead to the world
