Mechanical Messiah

The sky beneath your feet you soar, tarmac to tyre
Endless exile to a time unknown, pendulum through a dryer
Under glyphs a static web of thorns, like a concrete briar
The time for pensive caution has gone
You're happy to say that you're wrong

Your gait might be missing, your baggage not listed
Inspecting the soles of your feet
For the lines that will tell you the places you can go
And numbers that float at the back of your head
Baring your business for all to lay witness
And yet there is no shame to creep
At the doorway they greet you - oh so nice to meet you!
Now you can leave and forget that it's there

Mechanical messiah
When you beat your wings you carry the hopes of everyone
And while the world is on fire
Let this decay remind you all of what we've done

When the ashen-faced are all gone, returned down to the earth
The new sprogs will spring up
And revel in wonders of technological birth
Multiculture evolves into multiverse, world shrink continues to grow
An insidious form of new colonisation
Cementing our place on this earth

Endlessly give birth!

With divisions forming round a sea of hard-based memories
Tell me where's your culture?
Your culture?
Your culture
Your culture

(Awoo) Wheres your culture?
(Awoo) Wheres your culture?
(Awoo) Wheres your culture?
(Awoo) Wheres your culture?

Lost out at sea, peaceful annihilation
Wrote back to me; to respond in kind
Blown away with the breeze, lost in my creation
With hands like these