Machine

[xteraco]

let the machine be my breath
no other way to breathe is left
i feel the air forced into my chest
electronical pulese make the difference
between life and death

let the machine carry me up
above the lies, corrosion and rust
my mechanical heart feels no love
my machine heart feels technolust

technicolor eyes, from wich i can see
i see emotions and no its not for me
turn to metal, electricity and steel
turn to a machine so i can no longer feel

machines come together, stone cold and gray
hold me up above the human way
make me something they cannot be
make me into a machine