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​Lord Of The Machines

This song is by Insania and appears on the album Face Your Agony (2005).

Lord of The Machines

Slowly quite slowly struggles
A word of thirst out of his mouth
Slowly quite slowly opens
Itself a backyard's door
Out on the masonry
Serving machines lie in wait
And a dead plumptree rips off
The passing by dog's tail

Slowly quite slowly it dawns
A boy is swallowing
Slowly quite slowly the bones of
The right little finger of his father down
The door in backyard closes no more
The masonry was just a set
The nightwatcher movie a wild slaughter of
Ancient sewing art in known lands

The nightwatcher isn't interested in that no more
While the interested do not watch the night go on

And the tree - as you will see
It is now lord of the machines
And they are - away too far
They're sewing a black stole for it
Slowly - you always watch the winter passing by
Slowly, slowly - the winter's passing by

The dogs they are no more
Have eaten too much plum
The boy is also nearly full
His father - the nightwatcher -
He isn't interested in
He's rather not thirsty
With the nails of sewing machines
In his mouth no dogs will bite him