Decay Machine Man

(Slow build up)

Bringing in the decay of my means,
the metal by which I breath.
Bringing down the seat of machine,
by which was built on human scream.
The chaos of life,
building itself.
Baring down upon the flesh that made it.
The chaos of strife,
come by steel grip and disease.
Searing in the temptations crevice.

(Hard roll on, screaming guitar for chorus)

We are gone but leave behind,
the machines that we built.
They wreck the flesh then entwine,
that which connects
the blade to the hilt.

Never see what we create.
Never see again.
Never see what is now there.
The eyes of intelligence create.

(back to slow heavy build up)

Bringing in the decay of our time,
the copper by which it breathes.
Bringing down the power of man,
by which was built on human suffering.
The chaos of life,
building itself.
Baring down upon the flesh that made it.
The chaos of strife,
come by steel grip and disease.
Searing in the temptations crevice.

(Hard roll on, screaming guitar for chorus)

We are gone but leave behind,
the machines that we built.
They wreck the flesh then entwine,
that which connects
the blade to the hilt.

Never see what we create.
Never see again.
Never see what is now there.
The eyes of intelligence create.


(repeat)

Aghast against the skin

Aghast,
Aghast,
against the skin I gasp.
The water fills,
I cannot thrill my lover from her task.

Such bile infestation I feel in the star,
a keen imagination,
beneath,
below too far.

Aghast,
Aghast,
against the skin I grasp.
The blood boils,
the station recoils from their hated past.

Pile on the bodies,
in this isolated place.
A million miles from the earthly soil,
I have no human face.

Aghast,
Aghast,
against the skin I clasp.
the stinging armor,
covers the farmer who collects our wrap.

Sending out the hunters,
out to this lonely place,
a million miles from the earthly soil,
they won't recognize this face.