Rusty Machine

Cauterize what makes you fell
Will of finding live answers
Cauterize what brings you here
Then be your own torturer
The life will be corrupted
Each one on its way
You jam the gears of the soul
Far away fro god

Why? Why? You ask me...
I show you the way
Why? Why? You seem to be
A human machine

I understand that we are not
But it's a way
Of making you understand
That the time destroys
The life is more than the metal
The grave will come
But this is not the end
Then ask yourself