Whitechapel - Nercomechanical lyrics

rate me

, 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

I am a machine

I am a machine