Immaculate Machine - A Loathing Requiem

Truth is all perspective

Laced with transparency

Immaculate Machine

Manifests a perilous display abroad

Perpetual menacing

Bleak facade

Woes of servitude continue to bloom

The cries of mortal men begin to consume you all

Immaculate Machine

Manifests a perilous display abroad

Fear the lies

Lies that stem

When fear is taught

Stand in awe of your tyrants

With armor as soft as whispers

And lips entranced by silence

Lashing out with logic or violence

Never will you forget

The strong will be tapered off

And the rest will still remain

To play a game

Their flesh will fuel the flame

They will hold the sky in place

With pillars of smoke

In a cage you will remain

Pluming shadows of dust resides as it fills the sea

But our masters will continue to drown

From the thirst of greed

Woes of servitude continue to bloom

The cries of mortal man begin to consume you all

Immaculate Machine

Manifests a perilous display abroad

Chains of tyrannous

Devious uncertainty

Gaze beyond the barriers of a world unclear

Under dust, under the rubble

A bleeding sphere

Obscurity

No polarity

Conspiracy

Nothing but greed for currency

Immaculate Machine