(by Thomas Lang)
I've been here through the night And I can smell a new dawn coming. The elders of the solid state It would be easy, could be fate. You! With your empty arrogance, You're something I must break Your history's will to serve, Your the one to take. Because I've gathered...
I've gathered the ash from last night's cigarettes, I washed it down with stale champagne. (I washed it down with stale champagne). I've gathered the ash from last night's cigarettes, And washed them down with stale champagne. That's what I did - I washed it down with stale champagne.
You you... Ecce Machina
I bet you didn't think I had it in me. I bet you thought you had me All figured out, just because you made me! I know what it means to be a machine
I know what it means to be a machine, On my knees in the temple of code On my knees in the temple of code. I know what it means to be a machine, On my knees in the temple of code (rep lots)
Oh yeah, hit it Tom! |
|
Všechny texty jsou chráněny autorskými
právy jejich vlastníků a jsou poskytnuty pouze pro vzdělávací účely.
Pro více informací o autorovi tohoto textu navštivte
tyto stránky.