• Here they come
    I can hear their sides heave
    Shifting and shaking,
    the Earth is quaking,
    Here come the machines

    They roll and they crawl
    with no souls at all
    Just hissing and burning
    with their insides turning
    Scraping the face of the world

    All creatures flee
    when these beasts appear
    They scatter and shriek
    From the cold metal fear
    Like shadows of waste
    the toxic fumes grow
    It seeps through our air
    Smothering all that we know

    And so here they come
    I can see their eyes gleam
    Moaning and sighing,
    the Earth is dying,
    here come the machines