Entombment of a Machine - Job For A Cowboy

Breathes bleeds

What stands before us is not a machine

It breathes it will bleed and it dreams

It's body is covered

In hundreds of wires

And the mouth it attempts to speak

It attempts to lie

Only murmurs

Collapse from it's 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 it's 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

It's body is covered in hundreds of wires

Only murmurs collapse

From it's 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

I saw it die

I saw it die