Machinage-Visions of Atlantis

The mouth full of dust and dare To walk out to the void Pressure six feed over producing shell moulds What a tragic toil Lasting memories on a world full of remedies Transposing all humanities for cold Moon's Earth Aseptic increase Wake me up from the dead They're walking in cadence instead Slavery, veins not red Lustrous alloys composing dread Just another world to fall Just another one to crawl For a machine-age Another's drama's stage Just another thing to do Another Hell to go through It's the end and start Another game of rage Created by the ones to think That man and sky collide Like the deepest of emotions Like the war of shore and tide Lasting century without humanity Times of dread and me Just praying for torpidity To stand machinery... exit: elegy Break and stop, wake it up Releasing Devil's final lock Hell and Heaven to collide Again the war of shore and tide Just another world to fall Just another one to crawl For a machine-age Another's drama's stage Just another thing to do Another Hell to go through It's the end and start Another game of rage There was this desire The control of fire Developed to wire You never knew Devotion for sire Exposing a liar Mankind to expire There's nothing to do! Just another world to fall Just another one to crawl For a machine-age Another's drama's stage Just another thing to do Another Hell to go through It's the end and start Another game of rage