歌词
Iron horse strength
And crippling force
A constant searing pain
Engine is fed
There is no remorse
Goners they transport
Fuel for future wars
Scholars disagree
There's something wrong with me
A constant searing pain
Spinal fluid death rain
Hysteric absentee
Is there nothing wrong with me?
But you can't stop progress
And the machine rolls on
On dead horizons chaos looms
As pistons pump and pain persists
The fire burns
To consume the world