Who do you see me as?
A man of steel, or more?
Do you look upon my face,
With gratitude, or despair?

The kindness, you're hoping
Will cleanse me away from the frost,
That blankets me with the darkest of thoughts
Until eternity.

It's all lies, It's all lies!
The belt fed machine,
Will continue running on to dark,
When man no longer walks.

Precision, empathy,
Which do you want for me?
Will smiles and gifts erase myself
From my cold memories?

What is it that you desire?
It won't come from me.
Why then do you rain your armada of hate,
To what I cannot do?

It's all lies, it's all lies!
The belt fed machine,
Will continue running on to dark,
When man no longer stands.

The warm smiles, the gentle hugs,
Have no place in here.
The darkness where two numbers rule
In this, lonely machine.

Why, input such human things on this world?
Why struggle to waste your breath?
To charge on or cower, to laugh or to cry,
With the bastards who brought you this all.

The fire ensues and the columns then fall.
Bring forth the great precision and cold hearted views,
Do you still cling to your humanly thoughts,
Numbers, machines will rule all of tonight.

See this world, this world set ablaze.
It kills you inside, eats away at your soul.
It's now that you ask why I live through this,
It's time for me to say:

It's all lies, it's all lies!
The belt fed machine!
How dare you mistake us for anything more,
As we march on.

It's all lies, it's all lies!
You cannot bring us out!
We feed of the the cold that you dare hate upon,
Precision, precision is all.

Don't you get it, it's all lies, it's all lies!
Why struggle to break us free?
We're satisfied with our world as is,
You cannot change us inside.

It's all lies, it's all lies!
Do not fall to despair,
We fight for this world so that frost will not fall, 

On the last soul in you.