Automaton 가사

Grind the bones into dust and debris Deceivers direct all the gears and the ratchets And they! They want to make us believe That when the smoke of our pyres goes down they will bury the hatchet And it's bliss amidst the mist All thoughts are seized! All morals are suffering from a disease A dreadful infection Isolated I am spreading the lies, relieving all of your pain Ticking inside of you and searching for a solution Fixing the glitches which may set you free Your soul is a wire in the grip of my pliers Flay the skin from your chest and you’ll see Desires as cold automatic reflexes Contracting, forcing us to tick Tremors of the greed Enthralling, monotonous click Sedating the perceptions The less we know the less we care And our carelessness rests in the hands of a flayer so vicious Stuffing and mounting our skins with a cruel lifelike effect To conceal the murder! Murder of dreams! Murder! We are part of exhibit taxidermy entities Vast diorama with sutured incisions Stitches hold our efforts to evolve Waiting for the total recall