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Machine Messiah
Yes
Part I
Run down a street
Where the glass shows
Age, in the doorways
That summer has gone
Resenting the pace of the dawn.
>From time, the great healer,
All of them standing in line
All of them waiting for time.
The machine
Is born.
Cables that carry the life
To the cities we build
Threads that link diamonds of life
Ah, to see in every way
To the satanic mills
Day, and know that
That we feel it every
Offered the chance
Maybe we'll change
To finally unlearn our lessons
And alter our stance.
Part II
Friends make their way into systems of chance
(replyWaiting and watching, the tables are turning
Escape to freedom I need to be there
I'm waiting and watching
I need to be there.
And, to be there when they say
I care to see them walk away
They will return.
The mindless
Machine, Messiah
Search for a higher
Take me to the fire
Controller
And hold me
Show me the strength of your
Singular eye.
Part III
Claws at the shores of the water upon which we dance
History dictating symptoms of ruling romance
All of us waiting for time
All of us standing in line
And to be there when they
To feel it, all the way
Say they know that
Maybe we'll change
Offered the chance
To finally unlearn our lessons
And alter our stance.
Machine, machine Messiah.
Take me into the fire
Hold me, machine Messiah
And show me
The strength of your singular eye
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