Machine Machine Songtext
von P.E.

I′m able to see all sides
But I can't make a decision
Each with equal value
Folded like an origami octagon

Repeating the same action
Expecting different results
Repeating the same action
To a fault

Machine, machine
Machine, machine


Machine, machine
Machine, machine
A ritual, a habit
A ritual, a habit
A ritual, a habit
A ritual, a habit
A ritual, a habit
A ritual, a habit
A ritual, a habit
A ritual, a habit

A constellation of moulds grows alongside the machine
Creating chaos in the monotony of order
It blooms out like a collage of pressed flowers
Multiplying from the epicentre
The source
The darkness

Machine, machine
Machine, machine
Machine, machine
Machine, machine
Machine, machine
A ritual, a habit
A ritual, a habit
A ritual, a habit
A ritual, a habit

Don′t bite, dog, don't bite
Don't bite, dog, play nice


Machine, machine
Machine, machine
Machine, machine
Machine, machine

Machine, machine
Machine, machine
Machine, machine
Machine, machine
Machine, machine

Machine, machine
A ritual, a habit
A ritual, a habit
A ritual, a habit

Denier
A possibility
A possibility
A ritual, a habit
A ritual, a habit
A ritual, a habit
A ritual, a habit

Denier
Denier
A possibility
A possibility

A ritual, a habit
A ritual, a habit