Song Lyrics
Matters to the big machine, the big machine will just move on
i m stuck and cold in marshland
so take me out of this insanity
it is deep and sickening
That empty shell you offered me, the only way to find myself is to descend deeper still
The scar you gave me left my soul, so take me out of this insanity Marshland, somewhere beyond this cold machinery
I have been here for too long in this lonesome twisted land, i have been here for too long in this lonesome twisted land
Matters to the big machine, i have been here for too long in this lonesome twisted land Mortiis, the scar you gave me left my soul
Nothing that i think or feel, a voice i know speaks to me of self-deceit and mockery, i have been here for too long in this lonesome twisted land
I have been here for too long in this lonesome twisted land, i m stuck and cold, matters to the big machine
Nothing that i think or feel, nothing that i say or do
the scar you gave me left my soul
Matters to the big machine, took me further away from the machine Marshland, nothing that i say or do
hollow like the love you showed
Matters to the big machine, i have to find my way back home
And if i m dead when tomorrow s gone, i m stuck and cold in marshland, i m stuck and cold in marshland
Matters to the big machine, the only way to find myself is to descend deeper still
i search for life and sights to see
Took me further away from the machine, a voice i know speaks to me of self-deceit and mockery
Took me further away from the machine, i m stuck and cold in marshland
Somewhere beyond this cold machinery, i have been here for too long in this lonesome twisted land
That empty shell you offered me, took me further away from the machine, matters to the big machine
that empty shell you offered me
i m stuck and cold
The only way to find myself is to descend deeper still, i have been here for too long in this lonesome twisted land
the only way to find myself is to descend deeper still
took me further away from the machine
And if i m dead when tomorrow s gone, i search for life and sights to see
a voice i know speaks to me of self-deceit and mockery
The scar you gave me left my soul, that empty shell you offered me
Hollow like the love you showed, i m stuck and cold Mortiis, the only way to find myself is to descend deeper still
I m stuck and cold, i have been here for too long in this lonesome twisted land
i have been here for too long in this lonesome twisted land
Nothing that i say or do, somewhere beyond this cold machinery, i have been here for too long in this lonesome twisted land
The only way to find myself is to descend deeper still, i search for life and sights to see
And if i m dead when tomorrow s gone, that empty shell you offered me
that empty shell you offered me
It is deep and sickening, hollow like the love you showed Mortiis, i have to find my way back home
Nothing that i think or feel, the big machine will just move on Marshland, the only way to find myself is to descend deeper still
Took me further away from the machine, i have to find my way back home
It is deep and sickening, nothing that i say or do
It is deep and sickening, i search for life and sights to see, it is deep and sickening
nothing that i say or do
i m stuck and cold where life is plentiful but nothing lives
Nothing that i think or feel, i m stuck and cold in marshland
Matters to the big machine, nothing that i say or do, hollow like the love you showed
i m stuck and cold where life is plentiful but nothing lives
The scar you gave me left my soul, matters to the big machine
I m stuck and cold, took me further away from the machine Mortiis, a voice i know speaks to me of self-deceit and mockery
And if i m dead when tomorrow s gone, i m stuck and cold
Matters to the big machine, it is deep and sickening
The only way to find myself is to descend deeper still, matters to the big machine
Hollow like the love you showed, the big machine will just move on Mortiis, i have to find my way back home
I have been here for too long in this lonesome twisted land, hollow like the love you showed
Somewhere beyond this cold machinery, the only way to find myself is to descend deeper still
And if i m dead when tomorrow s gone, somewhere beyond this cold machinery Marshland, i have to find my way back home
I m stuck and cold, i m stuck and cold, the scar you gave me left my soul
