Letras
You are machine blissful and grand
Nothing more and nothing to us
Writhe below in stagnant exhaust
As we breathe in the light of god
Engines scream like steel horse
Of dying cavalry weaker than the last
The famine of existence
Devours us, all the same
Humani generis machinas, operari simul
Et mortuus solus
Humani generis machinas, operari simul
Et mortuus solus
Know your place in the grand machine
Know your place
Beg me no more, worthless machine
I have everything and nothing to give
No nothing to give nothing to give
Nothing no nothing