I do no longer need my arms or either of my legs.
Some motorized mechanism will do for me instead.
These new eyes replace my old worn out brand new face.

Wired to the wall. Wired to the diabolical.
Wired to the psychological bio-morphical.
Decimal a scam. Wiring the me. Wiring the you. Wiring the rest.

And this new domain, my simple brain.
Thoughts will constrain. Belong to…

The machines kill the magic.
The machines are the magic.
The machines killed the magic.
The machines aren’t the magic.
We machines killed the magic.
We machines are the magic.

I do no longer need my arms or either of my ears
Tongue I can’t speak my fears.

Wired to the wall. Wired to the diabolical.
Wired to the psychological bio-morphical.
Decimal a scam. Wiring the me. Wiring the you. Wiring the rest.

And this new domain belongs to…

The machines kill the magic.
The machines are the magic.
The machines killed the magic.
The machines aren’t the magic.
We machines killed the magic.
We machines are the magic.

The machines kill the magic.


Lyrics submitted by XLoveEpiphanyX

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