| Song | New Machine |
| Artist | Overkill |
| Album | Wrecking Your Neck [live] |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Cannavino, Ellsworth, Falck ... | |
| Nailed to the cross by just words | |
| Crucifixion complete | |
| Close enough to the fire | |
| To feel temptation's heat | |
| It's gone away to taste the ground | |
| Replaced by the incessant sound of fear | |
| There's a ring in my ears | |
| I'm bleeding from my heart | |
| Far away from love | |
| The execution starts | |
| Made us what we are today | |
| A lonely pile of disarray | |
| We are the children of a new regime | |
| We are the children of a new machine | |
| Mass production, thought controlled | |
| No, I never knew my heart | |
| No, never knew the love | |
| That made them fall apart | |
| It's gone away to taste the ground | |
| Replaced by the incessant sound we hear | |
| We are the children of a new regime | |
| We are the children of a new machine | |
| We are the children of a new regime | |
| We are the children of a new machine | |
| We are the children | |
| Ya, the children | |
| What of the children? | |
| We are the children of a new regime | |
| What of the children? | |
| We are the children of the new machine | |
| What children? | |
| The children | |
| What of the children? | |
| The children of the new machine | |
| We are the children of the new machine | |
| What of the children? | |
| We are the children of the new machine | |
| The machine, the machine | |
| The machine, the machine | |
| The machine, the machine | |
| We areWe are |
| zuo ci : Cannavino, Ellsworth, Falck ... | |
| Nailed to the cross by just words | |
| Crucifixion complete | |
| Close enough to the fire | |
| To feel temptation' s heat | |
| It' s gone away to taste the ground | |
| Replaced by the incessant sound of fear | |
| There' s a ring in my ears | |
| I' m bleeding from my heart | |
| Far away from love | |
| The execution starts | |
| Made us what we are today | |
| A lonely pile of disarray | |
| We are the children of a new regime | |
| We are the children of a new machine | |
| Mass production, thought controlled | |
| No, I never knew my heart | |
| No, never knew the love | |
| That made them fall apart | |
| It' s gone away to taste the ground | |
| Replaced by the incessant sound we hear | |
| We are the children of a new regime | |
| We are the children of a new machine | |
| We are the children of a new regime | |
| We are the children of a new machine | |
| We are the children | |
| Ya, the children | |
| What of the children? | |
| We are the children of a new regime | |
| What of the children? | |
| We are the children of the new machine | |
| What children? | |
| The children | |
| What of the children? | |
| The children of the new machine | |
| We are the children of the new machine | |
| What of the children? | |
| We are the children of the new machine | |
| The machine, the machine | |
| The machine, the machine | |
| The machine, the machine | |
| We areWe are |
| zuò cí : Cannavino, Ellsworth, Falck ... | |
| Nailed to the cross by just words | |
| Crucifixion complete | |
| Close enough to the fire | |
| To feel temptation' s heat | |
| It' s gone away to taste the ground | |
| Replaced by the incessant sound of fear | |
| There' s a ring in my ears | |
| I' m bleeding from my heart | |
| Far away from love | |
| The execution starts | |
| Made us what we are today | |
| A lonely pile of disarray | |
| We are the children of a new regime | |
| We are the children of a new machine | |
| Mass production, thought controlled | |
| No, I never knew my heart | |
| No, never knew the love | |
| That made them fall apart | |
| It' s gone away to taste the ground | |
| Replaced by the incessant sound we hear | |
| We are the children of a new regime | |
| We are the children of a new machine | |
| We are the children of a new regime | |
| We are the children of a new machine | |
| We are the children | |
| Ya, the children | |
| What of the children? | |
| We are the children of a new regime | |
| What of the children? | |
| We are the children of the new machine | |
| What children? | |
| The children | |
| What of the children? | |
| The children of the new machine | |
| We are the children of the new machine | |
| What of the children? | |
| We are the children of the new machine | |
| The machine, the machine | |
| The machine, the machine | |
| The machine, the machine | |
| We areWe are |