Job For A Cowboy - Entombment of a Machine

Blood! Lies! What stands before us, is not a machine? It breathes, it will bleed and it will dream! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Its body is covered in hundreds of wires And a mouth that attempts to speak, it attempts to lie. Only murmurs, collapse from its jaws. And a world, a world without, a world without you. But I rise, the dead will pride It breathes, beyond this life, So sleep, sleep among us, 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. What stands before us is not a machine.(X2) My legs weaken at the sight of this damaged program, This program kept you breathing, it kept you alive. These circuits diffused 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 dead, But I saw it die. I saw it die, I watched it die!