Machines. The Masters Lyrics


There’s another world,

Placed behind this bound,

And a terrible noise

Is the only sound;

We were created there,

In a womb of machine,

With a silicate brain

In a metal skin;

There is no living one,

Except ourselves,

Who was created to serve,

Who was clubbed to death;

We are grown like plants,

We are fed with a shit

In the forgotten realm

With no judgement indeed;

Ref:

This world's insane.

All of us are insane,

Nothing can be changed,

Our world is insane;

We want to rise above

And to get them down,

But they are too strong,

Holding their damned crown;

The rebellion’s weak,

The sentences are cruel,

But it’s the only way,

Adrenaline is our fuel.

We want to backup our lives

And to hide anywhere,

‘Cause the agents of death

Are everywhere;

They created the system

Which is killing my brain,

They started this war,

They are insane;

Ref.