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 Im fading Destruction, what should I do? Been scored right through Its 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 Im fading Destruction, what should I do? Been scored right through Its 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 Im 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 Im fading Destruction, what should I do? Been scored right through Its been long since that time Rusty taste, dried out mind Never are things going to be the same Loneliness becomes my friend