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bomethius - the machine كلمات الأغنية

welcome, young man, let me show you the way
to the most glorious prison where you’ll ever stay
so great to be a part, so glad to be home
where the aether comforts right down to the bone

don’t mind all the noise or the crashing of steel
soon you’ll transcend all desire to feel
slowly but surely the chosen come clean
so surrender your will to the machine

iron rods and spinning cranks bolted and screwed
to the shafts o’er the tanks
that deliver our food
black oil bath
keeps us healthy and strong
while unceasing wrath
forces us along

so warm and secure in this elegant cage
fear not so we’re told the divine holy rage
but we best not slip up and fall through the ladders
though we’re told it’s true nothing we do really matters

iron rods and spinning cranks
anchored and chained
all our wills and our hearts
hopelessly restrained
black diesel oil
keeps us wealthy and wise
brought to a boil
it blots out the eyes

immersed in lyes flesh fractures and splinters
our bodies race exposed through harrowing winters
with bold trepidation we strike the façade
unmasking the fable of a fatalist god

the cold steel now behind me i press into night
hoping and longing for warmth and new sight

with majesty and splendour dawn embraces from above
with th’eternal decree of faith hope and love faith hope and love

righting wrongs and giving thanks
anchored and secure
in the palms of the almighty
steadfast and pure

crimson red blood
spilled for the cursed
burns my lips
and quenches my thirst

- bomethius

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