It has taken, years for us to rise above
and claim this ground as our own.
My god, what have we done?
We've given cancer a pulse.

Try, try to burn this to
The ground before its too late
Cus' you can't be a savior if you can't be a saint
(bolt by bolt)

We all built these machines
Because time is of the ensence
And we're running in circles again
But now our enemy is ourselves
Reborn, into these machines

A black night will fall upon us
A farmer tells his wife, the crops will not grow
A mother tells a daughter that she still has hope
A father quitely wispers to his son

Be Strong(x3)

As we wait, beneath these dirty sheets.
And hope to see the sun.
Over and under all these walls we build
To keep our homes safe
Your hands wrapped around her wrists
Because you can't save her
No you cannot save her, if you can't save your self.

Lyrics submitted by Chiodobros

Machines song meanings
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