"March Of The Tripods" as written by Guillaume Bernard Philippe Pat Bideau, Mircea G Eftemie, Rune Stigart, Tomas Cowan Koefoed, Brian Rasmussen, Guillaume Bernard Philippe Pat Bideau, Mircea G Eftemie, Rune Stigart, Tomas Cowan Koefoed...
Do you feel the MACHINEES coming?
Do you feel the storm rising?
Because they're coming
I feel them rising
It feels like it's about to happen

I can breathe the smell of blades of steel
I can see their light but it's not that clear
Because they're watching
I feel them staring
I feel them staring at us
It feels like it's about to happen

Change us about to happen
It feels more like I am DYING.
This black hole leaving me hopeless
Leaving me hopeless...

I'm not made of wires
I'm not made of others
You try to synchronize me
You try to synchronize me
The locust is too far away
While THE TRIPODS ARE MARCHING
I am made of wires
I am made of others
Now I'm made of wires

Did you feel the machines coming?
Did you feel the storm rising?
Because they're rising
We're suffocating
We're suffocating, alone

It feels like it has just happened.


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