Machine Songtext
von Tanshuman Das

Struggle
To live
Responsibly

All we cared is to be
This functioning machine

A vile wound
On a soul so pure

Turn and turn
Round and round
Wound the coils
With the key of time
Earn our bread
Feed our kin
Hoard our wealth
And die when done

Hoard our wealth
And die when done

From birth to death we try
To work as tools of time


Sinned and gained
Made weak and frail

Turning and turning
The cogs at play
Moving in circles no gain
Remains the same

Look in your mind
Let go of lies
The rat race we ply
Is not our destiny

Break out of the rat race
Transcend to your true phase
Integrate your mind′s waves
Synthesize a grand being

Turning and turning
The cogs at play
Moving in circles no gain
Remains the same


The purpose of this life
To give and take alike
Some lone, some happy
Times bind

The purpose of this life
To give and take alike
Some lone, some happy
Times bind

Like seasons we divide
Into beings, come to life
Some lone, some happy
Times bind

Take off
With our wings spreading wide
Time denounced
And our spirits flying high

We will not let our woes
Cast a shadow on our hopes
On and on and on and on
We go