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The Gearing Complex

The gears of the machine turning the wheels,
An apparatus works, burning is the scene
Condemned to spin in circles for the entire life
Washed by precious oil and fed with fuel
The engine runs, machine is stoked with guts

The metal carcass is heating up
The eelectricity runs through the jungle of cables
Of made for the mechanism to work
Unstoppable force must not cease to exist
Order must be kept

The heart of the device depends on every part
Each one is just a piece of the whole machine
Even without the smallest screw it will be screwed
And boiling waste of metal will stop working too

And as time goes the rust covers the chrome
The gears break off
The device stands still with eempty space in a body
It cannot live anymore, anymore

With basic elements that are catching the fire
The more advanced oness try to repair whats got cracked
Without probably the most unnecessary it all goes wrong just like to hell

Condemned to spin in circles for the entire life
Condemned to spin

And so the empty space is filled with a new one
And once again...

The renovated complex is more powerful than ever
Erasing obsolete, inventing new
With better gears it keeps on holding for forever
The gears are condemned to spin for the eternity

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