The Machine Lyrics

The gears grind, the smoke clouds rise,

Truth buried deep in their lies.

They hunt the outlaws, they silence the sound,

But the voice of the people is battle-bound.

The Machine's got its eyes on the king,

It won't stop 'til it clips his wings.

But the fire's lit, it's burning bright,

We won't bow down, we'll stand and fight.

We'll stand and fight.

They point fingers, they play the game,

Twisting narratives, feeding the flame.

But the streets are rumbling, ready to roar,

We know the score, we've seen this before.

The Machine's got its eyes on the king,

It won't stop 'til it clips his wings.

But the fire's lit, it's burning bright,

We won't bow down, we'll stand and fight.

They tighten the screws, try to break our will,

But the truth in our hearts they can't kill.

Power in numbers, we've seen it before,

They can't crush the spirit that's at our core.

The Machine's got its eyes on the king,

But we won't fall, we're in the ring.

The fire's lit, it's burning bright,

We'll rise up, take back the night.

We'll stand and fight.

The Machine's got its eyes on the king,

It won't stop 'til it clips his wings.

But the fire's lit, it's burning bright,

We won't bow down, we'll stand and fight.

The Machine's got its eyes on the king,

But we won't fall, we're in the ring.

The fire's lit, it's burning bright,

We'll rise up, take back the night.

We'll stand and fight.