The Last Machine - text

You all are Liars , said the thief
Seeing nothing gained
Faces tell of disbelief
A Monument of Shame

The Snake of Power shows his Head
Taking Favors from the Dead
A thousend days all that remain
This certainty can nothing save

The Torch is passed unto the Fold
Burning Black on Red
Faces blistered by the Cold
The naked and the dead

Within the fires the Demons meet
Blood of servants beneath their Feet
Neo - Lords of the last machines
A Tribute to a twisted Dream

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