Necromechanical Whitechapel

[Intro]
I, machine, have woke to my insides
Exposed to others like me
These insides are not like
The anatomy of what I once was

[Verse 1]
Excruciating, this pain is excruciating
I am nothing but root and uselessness in a man-created hell
All my mind can think is to destroy anything in my way
The stench of death is overpowering
Though the scent is quite comforting

[Bridge]
I'm a machine
I'm a machine of otherworldly capabilities bestowed on the weak
I'm a machine
We are the nightmare that has come to life
Can it be that I am the only one believing my dreams?
I'm a machine
I've reached my afterlife, but I never died

[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 2]
Forever endowed with the strength of the gods
I am harvesting the ones who haven't been born
This imagination
Is reality