I - The Machine
Invocation, the blood peers through my veins
I cannot see the face of eyeless hell
Invocation for the knowledge of the cold
Dark and gray like a machine
Insanity became reality
All fragments endes, embracing time
Releasing shadows as it stops to flow
And slain an amusing lifeless curse
My arms are getting colder
It comes over my shoulder
Something I've never seen
I'm getting to be a machine
My blood stops to flow
My hand, an iron glove
I change my be
I wouldn't be a machine
Incarnation of a further level n fear
A gracious life betrayed by an energetic stream
Incarnation by powers of the unknown might
The evolution of the human race
Insanity became reality
All fragments endes, embracing time
Releasing shadows as it stops to flow
And slain an amusing lifeless curse
My arms are getting colder
It comes over my shoulder
Something I've never seen
I'm getting to be a machine
My blood stops to flow
My hand, an iron glove
I change my be
I wouldn't be a machine
Disinfection of information
Instruction failed
Perhaps, maybe, align
My arms are getting colder
It comes over my shoulder
Something I've never seen
I'm getting to be a machine
My blood stops to flow
My hand, an iron glove
I change my be
I wouldn't be a machine
I cannot see the face of eyeless hell
Invocation for the knowledge of the cold
Dark and gray like a machine
Insanity became reality
All fragments endes, embracing time
Releasing shadows as it stops to flow
And slain an amusing lifeless curse
My arms are getting colder
It comes over my shoulder
Something I've never seen
I'm getting to be a machine
My blood stops to flow
My hand, an iron glove
I change my be
I wouldn't be a machine
Incarnation of a further level n fear
A gracious life betrayed by an energetic stream
Incarnation by powers of the unknown might
The evolution of the human race
Insanity became reality
All fragments endes, embracing time
Releasing shadows as it stops to flow
And slain an amusing lifeless curse
My arms are getting colder
It comes over my shoulder
Something I've never seen
I'm getting to be a machine
My blood stops to flow
My hand, an iron glove
I change my be
I wouldn't be a machine
Disinfection of information
Instruction failed
Perhaps, maybe, align
My arms are getting colder
It comes over my shoulder
Something I've never seen
I'm getting to be a machine
My blood stops to flow
My hand, an iron glove
I change my be
I wouldn't be a machine
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Writer(s): Stefan Fiori, Lukas Flarer
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