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Welcome to the Machine! |
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Welcome, one and all |
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To the greatest show on Earth |
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Welcome to our fall! |
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A boilerplate for a coat of skin |
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On oil and steam it thrives |
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A heart of iron pumps the blood |
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To keep this monster alive |
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Of polished brass and steel contrived |
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Gears whir and metal churns |
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Eyes aglow from the fire inside |
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As the coal within it burns |
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Behold the Machine! |
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Tremble at its power! |
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A light upon the world |
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In our darkest hour! |
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What is its purpose? |
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What is its place? |
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To bring us a new age? |
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To destroy the human race? |
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Behold the Machine! |
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Its pistons push it toward its goals |
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Whatever they may be |
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Its gauges and its valves |
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Remain a mystery to me-- |
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This great mechanical mass! |
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Its purpose still uncertain |
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But pay no heed |
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To those behind the curtain! |
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Behold the Machine! |
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Tremble at its power! |
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A blight upon the world-- |
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This is our darkest hour! |
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What is its purpose? |
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To save, or to enslave? |
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Beware the Machines, |
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They may send us to our grave! |
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Beware the Machine! |
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