Pistons of ancient steel Try to rip through their cage Slaves to the fuel Forever To old dead gods They pray Sweet thunderblood fuels their anger Wheels under orders to march A chain whip ruled by fire Forcing him closer to me To die Too late he'll pray for his life To no one He will soon know he's not immortal My love Embrace me tonight Dance with me in the swampland Give in let it pull you under Merge with the dark night Gasp and fill your lungs Let cold and poisonous water heal you