thedevilman

Like a polished piston
of glistening steel
pumping, churning, howling, yearning
eternal and surreal

And I can hear you
grinding in my gears

I am a machine

Giant and metallic
spinning like a top
pumping, jerking, pushing, working
you know I'll never stop

Like a locomotive
running on the rails
smoking, turning, revving, burning
you know I'll never fail

And I can hear you
grinding in my gears
didn't mean to hurt you
didn't want to hurt you
my dear

I am a machine
ghost-like, a machine

Got no reservations
hesitations never do
aggravation, penetration
I guess I ran over you

And I can hear you
grinding in my gears
didn't mean to hurt you
didn't want to hurt you
my dear

I am a machine
ghost-like, a machine