This Machine Songtext
von Sackville

The restoration went ahead
Pouring out the molten lead
Shaping up the monuments
To all the useless dead
Now they′re lighting up the big search lights
Trying to whiten out the night
Filling up the empty space
So nothing can escape
This machine
Is gonna crack
In dead center of the fog
Past glass walls and spitting dogs
Past the sentries on the walls
And the houses of the dogs
We found out where the lie begins
Saw where the planes come in
Crashing down at a hundred thousand knots


Landing on their backs
This machine
Is gonna crack
This machine
Is gonna crack
And as they pull the focus shut
You feel it tighten in your gut
Ankles, wrists, feet and fists
Start to float apart
And they're winding down as the camera rolls
Rising up on rocky shores
The laughter is a roaring storm
Waiting to attack
This machine
Is gonna crack
This machine
Is gonna crack