The Machines We Are

THE COLD ONLY SERVED ME KEEPING YOU WARM; ROAMING YOUR BODY LIKE A SERPENT OF SOME FORM NOW I AIN'T GOT NOTHING PUMPING THROUGH MY VEINS BUT GASOLINE COULD YOU EVER LOVE A MACHINE? ITS ALL ABOUT DRIVING THE DEMONS IN ME OUT ITS HARD TO BE SINCERE WHEN I'M LODGED IN THE JAWS OF A SHARK. ITS CONSTANTLY REMINDING ME THAT I LIKE YOU BETTER IN THE DARK IF YOU'RE SCREAMING AT THE DRAIN FOR DAYS... ...YOU KNOW ITS LOVE AND IF GOD WERE A VILLAIN, HE WOULD BE ME I AM A MARTYR WITHOUT BELIEF IN ANYTHING - SO WHAT DOES THAT MAKE ME? IF COWARDICE RANKS AMONGST ROYALTY THEN CROWN ME KING. I AM THAT OF DESPERATE, I AM THAT OF CANCEROUS AND I'M LOVING THIS I'VE BEEN SCREAMING AT THE DRAIN FOR DAYS MY STOMACH AND I ARE PARTING WAYS... YOU KNOW ITS LOVE WHEN YOU BEG FOR IT TO STOP

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Feb 21, 2026

You're only out to lose yourself in a whirlwind of hedonistic sunsoaked, booze drenched, depraved fornication How is your spine? It's been quite some time since it packed its shit up and left you behind We've all been fooled into believing we're well; I was crazy to think you had a chance in hell I love you so much, I've been contemplating removing your head {x2} You I've grown weary of watching you twist and coil your tongue In and around all the ones I love, consuming what is left of all of us You lack any ambition, your godawful habits are starting to sting You like to think that you're capable of getting away with anything Drink up and further dull your ability to feel And I'll pray that your lack of sobriety softens the blow when your face hit the windshield I know what you want. I got for you A one way ticket out of here, so you can die in California Oh you rebel you, oh you Casanova, you I've grown weary of watching you twist and coil your tongue In and around all the one's I love, consuming what is left of all of us We've grown weary of watching you twist and coil your tongue In and around all the one's we love, consuming what is left of all of us

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Feb 21, 2026

We somehow cannot grasp the concept of steady feet We dance amongst our sins which only brings us to our knees I can't say I'm any better cause I've been her a time or two before But I lie... Cause I'm a stubborn fuck who keeps coming back even though I am shit out of luck Let's see what tonight throws up Maybe a lung, maybe a slew of tongues, maybe some old fashioned lonesome Really, its you who keeps dragging me back by my larynx and my lack of common sense Everyone has been dying to have you but I've been the only one killing for it Line 'em up, one by one Hell hath no waste like us Ain't being empty fun? It eats it's way right through your head, so you never remember the nights we spend We are all victims to some form of chemical bliss But I think deep down you really need it Kill off this desire, before it kills me first Unload whats left in the clip Really, its you who keeps dragging me back by my larynx and my lack of common sense Everyone has been dying to have you but I've been the only one killing for it Line 'em up, one by one So stick me I am done

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Feb 21, 2026

Preacher, Preacher, on the black box upon this stage Before these misguided kids, filling up their heads with nonsense Of something greater after all of this How much more bullshit must we be fed? Hands up, reach for your money-made god, and let the money rain down upon your pretty little head We're all laughing at you, we're all laughing at you I may be a fool, but I'm well aware I am meant more for this world than you I don't wear a cross I sin and I'm lost in denial But what is faith, if we don't lose it once in a while? Oh what a blessing naivety is Oh what a blessing naivety is I've fallen in love with harlots, I've danced before the devil and dined with wolves If cleanliness, and godliness be the case, you haven't looked at the world lately I may be a fool, but I'm well aware I am meant more for this world than you I don't wear a cross I sin and I'm lost in denial But what is faith, if we don't lose it once in a while? Oh what a blessing naivety is Oh what a blessing naivety is Preacher, Preacher

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Feb 21, 2026

We found religion amongst the party people, we found the answer beneath our nose We gave in to our intoxication and sexually transmitted our self-centeredness onto those who cease to admit how badly they wanted it Stellar in our dope-indused malevolent ways, keeping the blood flowing all through our veins Let's get comatose tonight, let's have ourselves a good time And let's overdose on fluorescent light, cause we ain't dying yet, right? We cough up debauchery from our pseudo lungs Makeshifted by what we've lost What has happened to us? What has happened to us? We don't make love anymore, that is something the hopeless adore So what are we here for? The drugs Cause it makes the world look prettier, cause they make everyone look prettier And let's get comatose tonight, let's have ourselves a good time Let's overdose on fluorescent light, cause we ain't dying yet, right?

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Feb 21, 2026

Sink 'em in, x2 Come on. x2 X2 Come on. x2

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Feb 21, 2026

Sink 'em in, loving how depravity tastes As it runs down your lips, relief showers your face We sleep all day, just to stay alive, just so we can all go out and die a little at night, oh Aropax princess got herself a case of the shakes. She gets her fix too little too late Being easy ain't pretty my sugar coated baby, my achromatic, post-traumatic baby You are barely alive Something wicked this way comes. I've been looking for you along horizons Maybe that's why it took me so long If I don't beg you to stop, would I become one of them? Could I be irresistible to you? Could I be that shine in your spit? Could I be the breath that you don't have? Could I be the reflection that you seem to lack? If it could kill me, would you let it? Something wicked this way comes. x2 I've been looking for you along horizons Maybe that's why it took me so long If I don't beg you to stop, would I become one of them? Sink 'em in, x2 Come on. x2 X4

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Feb 21, 2026

I keep a set of matches safely encased inside my ribs Beside my lungs and lack of common sense for times like this Hold your fire. Hold your fire The orchestra of a million great deceivers are broadcasting on every t.v. screen! This will rattle your bones. This will rattle your bones As the violins swell, the corridors fill with carosine and we weep with each stroke of their strings We are all mechanical I got pockets full of day stars and my guts lay strewn across the floor My hearts crept up inside my throat, and I think I like it This means more than you'll ever know, and I hope you like it The orchestra of a million great deceivers are broadcasting on your t.v. screen! As the violins swell, the corridors fill with carosine and we weep with each stroke of their strings We are all mechanical We pathetic ones, we cerebral ones. Lovely, lovely ones. Lonely, lonely ones Hold your fire, hold your fire They will remember me after this, they will remember me after this Cause I played this crowd like a harp from hell, like a harp from hell And I played them well, and I played them well

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Feb 21, 2026

It's party night tonight, just like every night; And once again, you've death defied And how are those things that crawled up inside your head? Polish off this bottle and pour yourself into bed, oh Let's shoot some drugs and fall in love Cause I feel like, oh You're sick all the time - it's a constant battle with sunshine But I love the way you electrify There's something very damaged about you, but I've got a bad habit of never giving up even when you want me to Touch me, I do, come apart Let's shoot some drugs and fall in love Cause I feel like getting tangled up in your bones Someone gave you up; you were prosthetic in love But I will keep you carved inside my gun Until morning comes, until morning comes I can feel the dawn peering in, and I'm gonna lose you all over again Feel the dawn peering in, and I'm gonna lose you all over again Over again {x4} I've been so high on you, I never quite came down Let's shoot some drugs and fall in love Cause I feel like getting tangled up in your bones Someone gave you up; you were prosthetic in love But I will keep you carved inside my gun, gun

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Feb 21, 2026

We are rusting at our hinges, we are coughing up asbestos We are loveless, careless automated animals Fundamentally lonesome, and socially inept Come on, come on, come on, come on. We are as good as it gets Always in the wrong place at the wrong, drained of our vital fluids and feeling fine Oh, the machines we are Oh, the machines we are Don't it seem so strange what we're willing to exchange for the world's attention? It's a failing world we've devised (we keep broadcasting our shame) When we want our failures televised (cause it keeps the world entertained) The anxiety in another's eyes (keeps us feeling alive) It gets us off, it gets us off Glory be to vanity cause god's too busy staring in the mirror Glory be to vanity cause god's too busy staring in the mirror We can only settle our synthetic hearts by the sound of recoil We determine our caliber based on how much and who we despoil What are we, but hornets to the swarm...When only the body of a stranger keeps us warm? It's a failing world we've devised (we keep broadcasting our shame) When we want our failures televised (cause it keeps the world entertained) The anxiety in another's eyes (keeps us feeling alive) It gets us off, it gets us off

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Feb 21, 2026