Cog within cog
Actuator in waiting
A fulcrum looms
Like a sansui painting
The twisted alloys ache permanency
Resulting only in the temporary

This involute tooth
Slipped of era
It's origins antikythera

Angular answers to circular problems
Push on the shapes the voids condemn
Anaerobic dawns, metallic concretions
Inverted multi-storeys
Hung from glass ceilings

And what we can't find at all
Is a nucleus
A palpitating heart
Inside these city walls

The insectile glimmer of a thousand marching drones
Reflecting in the prisms; floodlit conditioned pawns
Glittering against the neon of a hundred computer screens
Littered from the penthouse to the subterranean
Echoes from the subway, the thunder of machine
Propels us slowly onwards, to the rhythm of our memes
Too scared to pull the threads that unravel from the seams
We stare to broken mirrors seeing pages of magazines
Words that break the silence range from trite to the obscene
Yet are the only things we have outside the gristle of our dreams


Lyrics submitted by IniquitatisRex

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