Behold The Machine کے بول

Welcome to the machine! Welcome, one and all To the greatest show on earth Welcome to our fall! A boilerplate for a coat of skin On oil and steam it thrives A heart of iron pumps the blood To keep this monster alive Of polished brass and steel contrived Gears whir and metal churns Eyes aglow from the fire inside As the coal within it burns Behold the machine! Tremble at its power! A light upon the world In our darkest hour! What is its purpose? What is its place? To bring us a new age? To destroy the human race? Behold the machine! Its pistons push it toward its goals Whatever they may be Its gauges and its valves Remain a mystery to me-- This great mechanical mass! Its purpose still uncertain But pay no heed To those behind the curtain! Behold the machine! Tremble at its power! A blight upon the world-- This is our darkest hour! What is its purpose? To save, or to enslave? Beware the machines, They may send us to our grave! Beware the machine!