Bronze from Black by Red Ankh

Two to four to eight to ten
Tumble in to the masters' den
They're pitiless, merciless

Two to four to eight to twelve
Must have left consciousness on the shelf
Don't touch them, they'll consume you

Two to four to eight to sixteen
Call them kings and call them queens
But they wear masks, look beyond them

Two to four to eight to twenty
It's all about power its all in the money
The pretty veils, look beyond them

Not taken by force
Drowned in desire
No demons do they send
You start yourself on fire

Step up, they'll pick you up
And use you as something worse

Step up, fall behind
Decimated
Truly jaded
March in time

Step up, they lie to you
Say they'll die for you
Break the circuit
Split the lines

Step ahead to fall behind
Sure you feel it? Sure you know
Fall in line fall in a row
Down too low, domino

Surrounded source has you blind
Circuit breaker undertow
Fall in line, fall in a row
Too late to go, domino

Not taken by force
Drowned in desire
No demons do they send
You start yourself on fire

Step up, they'll pick you up
And use you as something worse

You will be turned in to a machine
Would you like to live in a world where the grass is bronze?
Bronze flesh, steel bones, wiring at the seems
How would you feel breathing steel dust all day long?
Long ago days will be forgotten
The world becomes computed by a demon clad in bronze
The land dead, human flesh is rotten
Rebuilding the dead, feeding the machines far from done

Seven billion to one odds are the trend
As your cornered in the masters' den
Locked, used, abused, what have you?
You can not even control yourself

The counts are off, the counter's done for
Numbers running backward through holes in the floor
What?
You have lost it

Not taken by force
Drowned in desire
The demons in your head
Buzz signals down the wire

Step up, they'll pick you up
And use you as something worse

Sitting there, fallen behind
Decimated
Faded
Fumble in lost time

Step up, they lie to you
Say that they live for you
Break the circuit
Pull out the wire

Step ahead to fall behind
Sure you feel it? Sure you know
Fall in line fall in a row
Down too low, domino

Surrounded source has you blind
Circuit breaker undertow
Fall in line, fall in a row
Too late to go, domino

Step ahead to fall behind
Sure you feel it? Sure you know
Fall in line fall in a row
Down too low, domino

Surrounded source has you blind
Circuit breaker undertow
Fall in line, fall in a row
Too late to go, domino

You will be turned in to a machine
Would you like to live in a world where the grass is bronze?
Bronze flesh, steel bones, wiring at the seems
How would you feel breathing steel dust all day long?
Long ago days will be forgotten
The world becomes computed by a demon clad in bronze
The land dead, human flesh is rotten
Rebuilding the dead, feeding the machines far from done

You will be turned in to a machine
Would you like to live in a world where the grass is bronze?
Bronze flesh, steel bones, wiring at the seems
How would you feel breathing steel dust all day long?
Long ago days will be forgotten
The world becomes computed by a demon clad in bronze
The land dead, human flesh is rotten
Rebuilding the dead, feeding the machines far from done

Worthless, wasted
A product of their hatred

Why, why will you not fight
For the freedom of your mind, your body?

• Digital Metal
• Metal
• Progressive Metal
• Symphonic Metal
• avant-garde metal