Since the Machine
Since recorded time and since the dawn of man,
There have been three types of men
The low man to the high man
The rending of the world into three great superstates was long foretold in the halls of men
A floating fortress guards the secrets of the ocean ways,
Fending the floodgates from the sword of truth
Since the machine!
The meek and low christen the kingdom's coming,
Building the great machines of war
Men feed machines this century of dark coming of the hour of the kingdom of night
Dies irae Dies illa, solvet saeclum
Dies irae Dies illa solvet saeclum in favilla
The act of war, destruction;
Mankind cannot grow stronger
The act of war, destruction;
Mankind cannot grow stronger
Teste Orwell cum sibylla
Quantus tremor est futurus
Keep the wheels of knowledge turning
Power battles power battles highest hopes of men
Smell horses breath and the sweat for lies
Three times I dreamt this verse;
Three times I cast my curse, as was foretold in the halls of man
Since the machine!
Since recorded time and since the dawn of man, there have been three types of men