What stands before us is not a machine
It breathes, it will bleed, and it dreams
Its body is covered
In hundreds of wires
And the mouth it attempts to speak
It attempts to lie
Only murmurs
Collapse from its jaws
And a world, a world without
A world without you
Will rise, the dead will pride
Brings it beyond this life
Sucks life, sleep among us
And hesitate no more
Entombment of a machine
We kneel and we plead for no
Mourning ahead of us
With only delayed movements
From its figure
We all begin to strain
Entombment of a machine
Entombment of a machine
What stands before us
Is not a machine
What stands before us
Is not a machine
My legs weaken at the sight
Of this damaged program
This program kept you breathing
It kept you alive
These circuits diffuse once more
Its body is covered in hundreds of wires
Only murmurs collapse
From its scream
Entombment of a machine
But I saw it die
But I saw it die
But I saw it die
But I saw it die
