Welcome to the Machine!
Welcome, one and all
To the greatest show on Earth
Welcome to our fall!
A boilerplate for a coat of skin
On oil and steam it thrives
A heart of iron pumps the blood
To keep this monster alive
Of polished bra** and steel contrived
Gears whir and metal churns
Eyes aglow from the fire inside
As the coal within it burns
Behold the Machine!
Tremble at its power!
A light upon the world
In our darkest hour!
What is its purpose?
What is its place?
To bring us a new age?
To destroy the human race?
Behold the Machine! x4
Its pistons push it toward its goals
Whatever they may be
Its gauges and its valves
Remain a mystery to me--
This great mechanical ma**!
Its purpose still uncertain
But pay no heed
To those behind the curtain!
Behold the Machine!
Tremble at its power!
A blight upon the world--
This is our darkest hour!
What is its purpose?
To save, or to enslave?
Beware the Machines,
They may send us to our grave!
Beware the Machine! x4