Mr. Gnome - The Machine Lyrics
And now the night approaches, dark tide swallowsThe night it peaks to whisper, here I follow...Slowly separate become machine,Marching one by one while washing clean.Alone they found me empty. Here I go down beforeAlone with one eye open, capture my shadowAnd as the night approaches, dark tide swallowsThe night it peaks to whisper, here I follow...Slowly separate become machine.Marching one by one they're washing clean againSlowly separate become machine...Colors fade to numbers steal my everything