Chained to a rusty illusion
Lost senses, no reality
I am to take the motors off track
The spirit back from the machinery
Corrosion, slowly degrading
Corruption, sees how I'm fading
Destruction, what should I do?
Been scored right through
It's been long since that time
Rusty taste, dried out mind
Never are things going to be the same
Loneliness becomes my friend
Corrosion
The texture of life turned to rust
Mind sapped of struggling lust
Try it out, have a free ride
You will see how it is to have died
Corrosion, slowly degrading
Corruption, sees how I'm fading
Destruction, what should I do?
Been scored right through
It's been long since that time
Rusty taste, dried out mind
Never are things going to be the same
Loneliness becomes my friend
To begin heading towards the end
Corrosion is covering me
All I see, as I'm observing the dead
Rust - the outcome of humanity
The philosophy of life is flawed
Vanity of time; past, present, future
Seem to mean nothing
But a cyclic pattern to die
Mechanical, over and done
A rusted man-machine
Haunted by passion to live on
Be in constant motion
Until the final termination
Corrosion, slowly degrading
Corruption, sees how I'm fading
Destruction, what should I do?
Been scored right through
It's been long since that time
Rusty taste, dried out mind
Never are things going to be the same
Loneliness becomes my friend
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