The Machine
Hawkwind
Under Construction June 9-8
The Earth was scorched
An end of era for all time
Now we are blind
In subterrane
In darkened rooms we cry
To the seeing eye
Machine is all
Our god and master, we are slaves
Locked in our caves
No light will shine
Except the flickering of the screen
No one is free
Oh to reach the surface once again
And feel the sun
So what is real?
Our minds descend we cannot feel
We are alone
No one touches
In the abyss of broken dreams
It's so obscene
Oh to reach the surface once again
And feel the sun