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This song is by Mortiis and appears on the album The Smell Of Rain (2001).

I have been here for too long in this lonesome twisted land
It is deep and sickening, I have to find my way back home
The only way to find myself is to descend deeper still.

I'm stuck and cold
I'm stuck and cold in marshland
I'm stuck and cold where life is plentiful but nothing lives.

A voice I know speaks to me of self-deceit and mockery
I search for life and sights to see
Somewhere beyond this cold machinery. (So take me out of this insanity)

Nothing that I say or do, matters to the Big Machine
Nothing that I think or feel, matters to the Big Machine
And if I'm dead when tomorrow's gone, the Big Machine will just move on.

The scar you gave me left my soul, hollow like the love you showed
That empty shell you offered me, took me further away From the Machine.

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