Texty: Elegant Machinery. Say Goodbye.

I want you to confess
the way you feel when you see them fall
wallowing in pain
like flowers in the heavy rain
I hear hypnotising words
propaganda spreading nationwide
implanted and concealed, once more
It's time to say goodbye
no need to digify
when there's so much more to say
before they go away
In this shapeless world of ours
were culprits teach the playing girls

nothing is sincere
trust replaced by fear
I see the madness of our times
within the sample of the young boys blood
unity split in two, and on
It's time to say goodbye
no need to dignify
when there's so much more to say
before they go away