Earthmachine के बोल

The gear doesn't stop And I must keep oiled So I do While they kill my dreams Smoke that grows dark And makes me sick How could I break through this dome that we're in? Coffebreak Time to relax And I ask to myself Could it be by my sweat ? Could it be by my muscle ? My soul doesn't cry out to earth Reminds me the promisse of rest Beside The One On my eternal vacation Like an image empire I ask to myself How could it work If people are tired'n stumbling If hearts are bleeding'n crying