The Machine

Chorus:
They're building a machine of flesh,
Making all lives mundane,
Every piece a part of the whole,
No need for the Chaos that made us,
Life's dumb,
We need power instead...

Verse 1:
Everyone must be perfect,
And do their part for the whole,
We must throw away our tears and pain,
Wash them away with our pills,
Life could be so much easier,
If we made the world one big cult,
You'de just have to give up your soul...

*chorus*

Verse 2:
And be who we tell you you are,
Make yourself useful to us,
Or we'll break you another way,
And you need money to eat,
And money to sleep,
Just do what we tell you,
And that money could be yours,
And be just what we tell you,
We'll give you more...

*chorus*

We'll give you games and books for adventure,
And movies to lose yourself in,
Sweets for your pleasure,
We'll oil you with a dream,
For you must work to keep us alive

*fade out with chorus*