Phil Bozeman - Necromechanical lyrics

I, machine have woke to my insides Exposed to others like me These insides are not like The anatomy of what I once was Excruciating, this pain is excruciating I am nothing but root and uselessness In a man created hell All my mind can think is to destroy Anything in my way The stench of d**h is overpowering Though the scent is quite comforting I'm a machine I'm a machine of other worldly capabilities Bestowed on the weak I'm a machine, we are the nightmare That has come to life Can it be that I am the only one Believing my dreams? I'm a machine I have reached my afterlife But I never died Forever endowed with the stench of the gods I am harvesting the ones who haven't been born This imagination is reality This is reality, this is reality This is reality, this is reality I am a machine, I am a machine