Представляем точный текст композиции "Mechanism" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Leif Kolt . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Mechanism» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Leif Kolt передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Leif Kolt - "Mechanism"
Lyrics to Mechanism : This world feels like cold steal and everywhere i walk i question what is real and what is not. Make me jerk and gyrate like a dying robot with no shot. Calculate the time till my heartbeat stops and single drip of my crude oil drops raining from a hose in the metalsmiths shop when i cant stop the bleading and the turnaquet is taught. Oil flows in the rivers of our cities the machines hungry but the world is empty and it shines right through itself an x-ray lamplight examing its own health. Cogs turn a centimeter from where the oil burns deep in the mechanism where it forms words. Listen to the humming in the chamber as it echoes of the iron beams and rivets holding up the automater. The speakers blown and we didnt build a cross fader, the wires show cause we didnt forge the outer layer. Every metalsmith with a hammer hand has disapeared from the memory of the tin man. Electric Pulses stretch from end to end completing the circuts that industrialize the minds of men. Radio towers steal our hopes and eminate the words of demons from molten throats. I evolved from metal into plastic when my wireframe stretched elastic fabric over cadaver that it found up in the attic (dust him off, dust him off slow) Carry him up to the operating room! I need a scalpel and a straw broom, sweep away the dust and inhale all the fumes the rise from machines when the mechanism resumes. Touch the wires the metal tips to metal, start the fires and watch the ash settle. Here we come were metteling in ironworks, were only satisfied when our callused hands hurt. Aluminum infastructure whats your atomic weight' The rivets dont want to stan up straight so well need to push them through to correct the imbalance with a hammer and a horseshoe. Electric Pulses stretch from end to end completing the circuts that industrialize the minds of men. Radio towers steal our hopes and eminate the words of demons from molten throats. [ Mechanism Lyrics ]
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