[Remake Of "Start The Machine"] The ash set in and blew away It's getting lost into the sea I grew so close to all the thoughts I had to leave forever
The ash set in then blew away It's getting lost into the sea I grew so close to all the thoughts I had to leave forever I left the chill and voice of
machine Once it sucks you in you'll never leave Grind you up, spit you out After all you're just a piece of meat Welcome to the machine, yeah Count
! Punish me! You can't break down my walls [Chorus] I am the one the evil son. I am the one with the darkened sun Possessing the angels! Feel the
Night time is falling on the city of decay Obscurity shrouds all around me The vision of an angel falling down from the sky Carrying the sword of vengeance
a music machine, don't you know what I mean I'm rhythm machine, he knows what I mean, oh Yeah, yeah I'm a rhythm machine, I'm a rhythm machine I'm
and wait Don't open the door don't talk to strangers You've not met before Your guardian angel will watch over you If your guardian angel has got nothing
Machine gun kelly is on the street Hes got a uniform, hes on the beat So watch out what you do One false move and he'll shoot you [Chorus] Hes got
The sun has risen out of the sea It's an illusion, just the devil's trickery Meant to deceive us, to lead us on To break us down until the will to live
The hills find peace, locked armed guard posts Safe from the screams of the children born as ghosts The gates, guns and alarms shape the calm of the dawn
Oh wait a minute now Ha aha c'mon Wait a minute now Check To the young R to the E the B to the E the L Never give up just live up fed upon America I
Transmission third world war third round Decade of the weapon of sound above ground No shelter if you're looking for shade I lick shots at the brutal
The sun ablaze as Maria's foot Touches the surface of sand On northern land As human contraband Some Rico from Jalisco Passed her name to the boss She
A mass of hands press on the market window Ghosts of progress dressed in slow death Feeding on hunger and glaring through the promise Upon the food that
You be the spark that set the prairie fires on Make the masses a mastodon path to trample the fascists on At fifteen exposed Phillys finest killing machine
Hungry people don't stay hungry for long They get hope from fire and smoke as the wheat grows strong Hungry people don't stay hungry for long But, they
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