Entombment of a machine (job for a cowboy cover)

What stands before us is not a machine,
it breathes, it will bleed, and it will sleep.

(scream)

Its body is covered
in hundreds of wires.
The mouth, it attempts to speak but nothing comes out
Only murmurs
Collapse from its jaws.

In a world, a world without
A world without you

It breathes, and it will bleed
It sleeps

Beyond this life

So Sleep
Sleep among us and hesitate no more.
Entombment of a machine
We kneel and we plead for no
mourning ahead of us
With only delayed movements from its figure
we all begin to strain.
Entombment of a machine
Entombment of a machine
What stands before us
Is not a machine
What stands before us
Is not a machine
My legs weaken at the site of this damaged program
This program kept you breathing, it kept you alive.
These circuits diffused once more.
Its body is covered in
hundreds of wires.
Only murmurs collapse from its jaws
Entombment of a machine
I saw it die
I saw it die
I saw it die
I saw it die
I saw it die
I saw it die