In

the

Midst

of

Lions

The

Machine

This

is

the

root

of

all

evil

they

say,

but

it

is

our

master.

It

is

a

machine.

It

is

a

machine.

The

gears

are

turning,

controlling

every

thought

in

our

minds.

The

gears

are

turning.

We

are

consumed

from

the

inside

out.

Our

bounty

is

our

hope.

Never

fulfilling.

Ever

pursuing.

The

gears

are

turning.

More

is

never

enough.

Never

fulfilling.

Ever

pursuing.

The

machine

has

masked

our

eyes

with

gold,

blinding

our

eyes

with

desires

of

fortune.

Moving

forward

with

a

craving

for

acquisition,

this

monster

heeds

nothing

in

its

path.



Remove

this

veil;

clearly

see

the

course

which

lies

ahead.

Remove

this

veil

from

your

eyes.

The

gears

are

turning,

controlling

every

thought

in

our

minds.

The

gears

are

turning.

We

are

consumed

from

the

inside

out.

This

is

the

root

of

a

ll

evil

they

say,

but

it

is

our

master.

Defeat

the

machine.

Defeat

the

machine.

Be

warned.

Be

warned.

Stop

the

machine.

Stop

the

machine.

Stop

the

machine.

Stop

the

machine.