Send Me the Machine (original) Songtext
von Kevorkian Death Cycle

Crippled I sting
Send me the machine
Got to five me something for the pain

I grasp and I ring
Thumping my brain again
Got to give me something for the pain


Children of war
March through my corridor
The situation at hand my disease
Ice picked dreams
In the coming years
My friend I fear
Longing to trust
I′ll die rejected
What's my sin?
I′m bleeding again