Casketgarden - A Machine Within | Текст песни

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Out of this cage
Out of this role of the future survivor
"Today – the aim of your living
Don't care of your seeds
The sowing is over"

They're advertising, stamping apathy-an inner built of machinery

A machine within an engine of desperation
They made me suffer, they made me ill

This seed-last of the plants without virus of hate-plague
How to put it, where to and when?
The soil is infected

They're fertilizing the ground with apathy-an inner built of machinery

Ill of this desolation

Only i have those sparkling dreams?
Only i have those thoughts?
Strobe light visions- ones and zeros again and again

Every time i think of my seed it burns the freezing cold
The sowing is over, the harvest is on

The machine within-the harvester's on
The machine within-the harvest is on

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