Dark Army

Killing Machine

Dark Army


Killing Machine 
Rolling over everything 
Smashing your dreams 
Desecrating all it sees 
Destroying the power 
Chaining our hands 
Who the fuck can you trust 
When the machine is the man? 

And we all fall down 
Like the walls we have built to hide behind 
Untill we find that we are trapped on the inside 

Killing Machine 
Overthrowing everything 
Smashing your thoughts and everything in between 
When you are all dead 
We hope you understand 
Who the fuck can you trust 
When the machine is the man? 

When the ashes fall down 
And the sky is burning 
We hear the cry of the last generation 
A consequence of never learning why 
We are the last abominations