I have been here for too long

In this lonesome twisted land

It is deep and sickening

I have to find my way back home

The only way to find myself

Is to descend deeper still

I'm stuck and cold

I'm stuck and cold in marshland

I'm stuck and cold where life is

Plentiful but nothing lives

I'm stuck and cold

I'm stuck and cold in marshland

I'm stuck and cold where life is

Plentiful but nothing lives

A voice I know speaks to me

Of self-deceit and mockery

I search for life and sights to see

Somewhere beyond this cold

Machinery

Machinery

I'm stuck and cold

I'm stuck and cold in marshland

I'm stuck and cold where life is

Plentiful but nothing lives

I'm stuck and cold

I'm stuck and cold in marshland

I'm stuck and cold where life is

Plentiful but nothing lives

Nothing that I say or do Matters to the

Big machine Nothing that I think or

Feel matters to the big machine If I am

Dead when tomorrow's gone

The big machine will just move on

The scar you gave me left my soul

Hollow like the love you showed

That empty shell you offered me

Took me further away from the

Machine

Like Machine

I'm stuck and cold

I'm stuck and cold in marshland

I'm stuck and cold where life is

Plentiful but nothing lives

I'm stuck and cold

I'm stuck and cold in marshland

I'm stuck and cold where life is

Plentiful but nothing lives

Nothing that I say or do Matters to the

Big machine Nothing that I think or

Feel matters to the big machine If I am

Dead when tomorrow's gone

The big machine will just move on

Nothing that I say or do Matters to the

Big machine Nothing that I think or

Feel matters to the big machine If I am

Dead when tomorrow's gone

The big machine will just move on

If I am Dead when tomorrow's gone

The big machine will just move on