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