Immaculate Machine

Truth is all perspective
Laced with transparency
Immaculate Machine
Manifests a perilous display abroad
Perpetual menacing
Bleak facade
Woes of servitude continue to bloom
The cries of mortal men begin to consume you all
Immaculate Machine
Manifests a perilous display abroad
Fear the lies
Lies that stem
When fear is taught
Stand in awe of your tyrants
With armor as soft as whispers
And lips entranced by silence
Lashing out with logic or violence
Never will you forget
The strong will be tapered off
And the rest will still remain
To play a game
Their flesh will fuel the flame
They will hold the sky in place
With pillars of smoke
In a cage you will remain
Pluming shadows of dust resides as it fills the sea
But our masters will continue to drown
From the thirst of greed
Woes of servitude continue to bloom
The cries of mortal man begin to consume you all
Immaculate Machine
Manifests a perilous display abroad
Chains of tyrannous
Devious uncertainty
Gaze beyond the barriers of a world unclear
Under dust, under the rubble
A bleeding sphere
Obscurity
No polarity
Conspiracy
Nothing but greed for currency
Immaculate Machine