Machinae Supremacy

What you’re feeling, it’s nothing new
And it’s always something,
so what is wrong with you?
We find ourselves here, stuck inside
a never ending nightmare,
just trying to survive
All the roads away from here are blocked or burned beyond repair
The one way left to go is out but no one really cares
PIECES OF US ALWAYS IN BLOOM,
COVERING THE WALLS OF EMPTY ROOMS
PIECES OF YOUR SOUL SEALED IN THIS TOMB,
BY OTHERS’ INFLUENCE ON YOU
WE CAN NOT GO BACK BUT WE’LL GO THROUGH,
WALK A MILE IN SOMEONE ELSE’S SHOES
THE SUM OF ALL THE PIECES’LL HAVE TO DO,