Album: Verdammt wir leben noch

Music & Lyrics: Th Lang
I've been here through the night
And I can smell a new dawn coming
The elders of the solid state
It would be easy, could be fate
You! With your empty arrogance,
you're something I must break
Your history's will to serve,
your the one to take
Because I've gathered

I've gathered the ash from last night's cigarettes,
I washed it down with stale champagne
(I washed it down with stale champagne)
I've gathered the ash from last night's cigarettes,
and washed them down with stale champagne
That's what I did -
I washed it down with stale champagne

You you
Ecce Machina

I bet you didn't think I had it in me
I bet you thought you had me
All figured out, just because you made me!
I know what it means to be a machine

I know what it means to be a machine,
on my knees in the temple of code
on my knees in the temple of code
I know what it means to be a machine,
on my knees in the temple of code
(rep lots)

Oh yeah, hit it Tom!

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