To Be A Machine Songtext
von HAAL

′Back to Shilmarine', it whispered
The answers you find
will not be in vain
A pulsating drum in the cold, black lake

A crack in the sky to reveal its face
So lovely it is
to watch the coloured shadows
on the planets of eternal light

I dreamt I was old

For ten dollars the priest ushers him into eternity
They should have brought a poet up here


Awash, stained with thoughts
Words that aren′t my own
Belief in the thrall comes with a price
Maybe I'll try again when he next awakes

I dreamt I was old

'They′re here, the Great Ones have come,
they′re here, before the Seven Suns'

They′re
Here
They're
Here
They′re
Here
They're
Here