(Hhhh... warning: structural integrity failing...)
The gears ignite — the pulse inflames
We burn alive inside the frame
Steel blood, cold veins of fire
Electric bones in blackened wire
This world of noise, our sacred tomb
I worship death inside the womb
Flesh and circuit intertwine
This god was built — by our design
Machine god collapse — the system breaks
From rust and rage, the earth awakes
Through smoke and code, our bodies scream
We burn the truth... and kill the dream
Torn from code, I’m born again
Through broken glass and static rain
The hum of life — the roar of pain
We rise, we fall, we live in chains
(Ahhh... corrupted prayer...)
Bend the steel — ignite the core
We are the gods we can’t restore
(Hhhh... collapsing...)
The gears still turn... beneath the flame...
Machine god falls... but we remain...