I am the machine, I am a setting sun left unseen
Filter the light away bound by eden where we stay
Existence is melody, are you the enemy?
Weathered my sympathy is this the end of me?
I am the obscene I am a void between truth and deceit
Plan the same escape, awake in a mine field full of pain
We are all dead or dying, just about to die in the end, theme for a pen
Lonesome is the heart awaiting your feral embrace, fatal disdain

Just so you know
Baby I will let you down
Have the record show
Maybe you would let me drown
Should’ve told you so
Before I could break you down, now
Just let me go
Surely I will lay you then let you down

I am the machine I am a monument kept unclean
Existence is melody, are you the enemy?
Weathered my empathy is this the end of me?
I am the obscene, I am an artifact left by disease
Always the same mistake, a day in the life when our sins wash away
We are an entity, a vile lament, a broken compound to weigh my soul down
If ignorance is bliss then I must confess and come clean before it sinks me

Among the stars in the sky, you are the moon in my eyes
Lay me down in the sun, dig our graves one by one
Into the ground we shall lay, enshrine the vows that we made
Say the words stay on track ‘til our hearts fade to black
I’ll climb up to the heavens, pull God down from his throne
Mistletoe, so you know we will stay gold forever
I’ll climb up to the heavens, pull God down from his throne
Slit his throat, so you know, we will, we will