Massive Machinery

creating new world order

plague on a fictive level still haunts

computerized levels in the new world

taken from the mind of the insane

rose of orphans to fuel the creation

a creation that is a ghost in mind

miles and miles of the dead but alive

I wander in the desert landscape,

Formed by the hands of evil

I hear the bell chime,

Fed to the massive machinery,

That keeps forcing

Soft walls encaged within ourselves

The coming of a new world

Who are we?

[Lead: Persson]

Another mouth to feed

Are we to walk the same path?

Yanked from the machine,

Which leeps me alive

No air, no sight

Terminated, control denied

Gave up without a fight

You colony of my disease

I wander in the destert landscape,

Formed by the hands of evil

I hear the bell chime,

Ther time has come

Fed to the massive machinery,

That keeps forcing

Soft walls encaged within ourselves

[Lead: Holm]

You make me tremble

My complex from

My disfigured body shaped

I have drunk the blood

I have eaten the flesh

I wonder in the desert landscape,

Formed by the hands of evil

I hear the bell chime,

Ther time has come

Fed to the massive machinery,

That keeps forcing

Soft walls within ourselves