Legend will tell of a machine who lives to destroy the world of man
With virtue as his cause
Inside is nothing
A barren wasteland
Inside is nothing
But a heart of blackened oil
And a self-righteous soul
He is crank and lever
He is but bolt and clasp
The cogs turn about
Each wheel is locking into place
He is the machine
An abomination!
He is the machine
His might shall rectify the sins of all
His might shall rectify the sins of all transgressors
Unseating those who oppose his judgement
His indignation boils with such virulence that all shall yield to him!
All shall yield to him
He is the end
He comes for blood!