Lyrics
Each bolt a work of art
Each nut a lover's embrace
Cheap metal conglomeration
Tooth silver steel like mace
Wrought iron cast and hammered
Cold forging into shape
Unyielding mirrored surface
I see reflected my face
Machine
Machine
Machine
Machine
Nourish my creation
Feed, manage to its needs
Cater and care as it feasts
On administered energy
My heart it swells with pride
My machine self-regulates
And takes its primal breath
Needing me no longer
It gathers what it needs
Subsume and encompass
It drains surrounding vitality
I stand in abject fear
My machine assimilates
And takes my immortal tears
A soul-less crushing power
Feeding parts unseen
Gears that grind, teeth that feed
Tearing at the meat
Pulling deep within the maw
Chewing through my spine
Belching smoke, spitting ash
Ripping through my mind
Burns coal as black as midnight
Drips oil as black as death
Fires ignite, flames that char
The heart within my chest
Machine
It feeds
Machine
It feeds
It feeds
Gears that grind, teeth that feed
Chewing through my spine
Machine
It feeds
It feeds