Necromechanical

Burn!

I, machine have woke to my insides

Exposed to others like me

These insides are not like

The anatomy of what I once was

Excruciating, this pain is excruciating

I am nothing but root and uselessness

In a man created hell

All my mind can think is to destroy

Anything in my way

The stench of death is overpowering

Though the scent is quite comforting

I'm a machine

I'm a machine of other worldly capabilities

Bestowed on the weak

I'm a machine, we are the nightmare

That has come to life

Can it be that I am the only one

Believing my dreams?

I'm a machine

I have reached my afterlife

But I never died

Forever endowed with the stench of the gods

I am harvesting the ones who haven't been born

This imagination is reality

This is reality, this is reality

This is reality, this is reality

I am a machine

I am a machine