letra de machine paradox - modern rites
a creation so absurd
pure violence observed
no nuance, only black and white
it cannot reason, like a child with spite
weak-minded
falsely strengthened, molded by their sins
spouting only hate, like oil onto fertile ground
it makes no sense
a trail of death in its wake
destroyer of justice
the machine recoils in fear
so absurd, pure violence observed
weak-minded
words transmittеd across jagged lines
the tеnsion – can you feel?
it makes no sense
a trail of death in its wake
destroyer of justice
the machine recoils in fear
so absurd, pure violence observed
pure violence observed
it begins to sink in that things won’t change
unless the cold hands of death begins to grip
but even when its fate is sealed
the influence of hate continues to spread
like oil onto fertile ground
it makes no sense
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