The Grey Machinery - Gory Blister

cells within the flesh, gears within the mind

illusions, lies

lost in the factory of mechanical perception

into the dimension of infected reproduction

buried under faded faces, into dust

blind and consumed

each on his assembly blood-line

a ritual, to the eternity of an old

grey machinery

feasting on our rotting bodies

infected lungs, brains captivated

illness, lies, venom, anemia

icons of a new perfection, walking dead

blind and consumed

each on his assembly blood-line

hollow replicas of an old

grey machinery

feasting on our rotting bodies

infected lungs, brains captivated

illness, lies, venom, anemia

lost in the factory of impersonal mutation

with no consciousness of a human connotation

brainless, dumbness, lifeless

each on his assembly blood-line

pleased to feed an old

grey machinery

feasting on our rotting bodies

infected lungs, brains captivated

illness, lies, venom and anemia