What stands before us is not a machine
It breathes, it will bleed, and it dreams

It's body is covered in hundreds of wires
And the mouth, it attempts to speak
It attempts to lie

Only murmers
Collapse from it's jaws
And a world, a world without
A world without you
We'll rise the Dead will pride
It breathes, beyond this life
So sleep

Sleep among us and hesitate no more
Entomb-ment of-a ma-chine
We kneel and we plead for no mourning ahead of us
With only delayed movements, from it's figure
We all begin to strain

Entombment of a machine
Entombment of a machine
What stands before us, is not a machine
What stands before us, is not a machine

My legs weaken at the sight of this damaged program
This program kept you breathing
It kept you alive
These circuits diffused once more

It's body is covered in, in hundreds of wires
Only murmurs collapse, from it's scream

Entombment of a machine

But I saw it die
But I saw it die
But I saw it die
But I saw it die
We saw it die
We watched it die