Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Wisdom Machine, artist - Need. Album song The Wisdom Machine, in the genre Метал
Date of issue: 09.11.2006
Record label: Burning Star
Song language: English
The Wisdom Machine |
Now I see |
With my soul bruised I walk |
Crippling on and on |
How betrayed we are from our own device |
Hope dies last in a perfect world |
And I keep on dreaming of her eyes |
And all that is making me linger on |
Is someday breathing her hair again |
What’s this? |
I can’t see |
Is it a god or a demon? |
Now it’s got hold of me |
Showing me things that I dare not see |
The waking of my life was bathed in pain |
Dawn was so alone |
The coming of my youth was cloaked in fear |
As they pierced my will |
The entering of pleasures was so blunt |
My end of innocence |
I looked for the all answers in a glass |
Better there then in my sober cage |
Spare me |
Don’t you dare tell me |
To whom I should pray |
For I am the master of my loss |
A river of truth drinks my pain |
Proving me my dreams were all in vain |
And I’m about to pay for deeds foreseen |
Surrendering my dreams to the machine |
Still stitching together the pieces of my mind |
Still stitching together the pieces of my kind |
Still stitching together the pieces of my life |
Still stitching together the pieces of my strife |
My dreams were sacrificed for all your needs |
I craved for space to breathe |
The strength to differentiate wore thin |
A fight I could not win |
The answers to all this became so vague |
Imploded on myself lost in a haze |
It pretty much appeared I chose my path |
Left hand madness till my last |
Half of my life was wasted |
Upon this stupid farce |
My tree of life was rotten |
Had to leave at last |
It’s clear to me now that I am the exile of dreams |
I’m dying alive, a demon with wings |
I crave for a conscience that’s mute, the judgment within |
Forever I’m baptized in the sin of machine |
I’m blind, I’m blind I seek for the light |
I crave, I crave for redemption and sight |
My soul had become veiled |
When my mind had prevailed |
My image was fading |
Denying, avenging |
We sentient dolls must pay the toll |
The age is growing thin on our plastic skin |
We’ll burn for our desire in acid fire |
Come on let’s choke our dreams |
I sought for an ending |
To stop all this turning |
This circle of bleeding |
It rapes all my being |
So sick and tired of all the silence |
I want to feel free I seek to be free |
My eyes have been opened |
I just long for a chance to see |
Devoured and wasted from all this hatred |
I’ve played with reason to suffer wisdom |
I hear the voice inside |
I have to make my choice |
Wondrous it seems how our life walks before us |
In circles we bleed when mistakes walk among us |