Mechanical Gods from Fragments by The Forsaken Creation

MECHANICAL GODS

Salvation comes...
The saviours rise...

The skies
Are torn
By black towers
Of steel
Splitting the clouds
Their smoke
Is a never-ending night

Listen to the iron voices
Echoing through the night
Oh listen to the sad song
Of our lonely gods
They feed on faith
Feed on pride
They’ll never be satisfied
Our hunger
Is their fuel
their delight
Give them more, it’s not enough

Our news gods
They have no face they have no eyes

Our new gods
They promise us no paradise

Our new gods they seem
So broken

Our new gods they're so
desolate

The new order requires sacrifices
Flesh and blood for the ascending saviours
carry out to order 0329

Let's listen to the faceless ones
They’ll set us free from ourselves
Let's listen to the science men
they have a cure for all pain
They’ll set us free from all our boundaries
They'll make us all powerful
They'll wash away all what we're afraid of
We'll be so carefree...

oooooh---see the face of things to come

Our new gods...

• Ambient
• Industrial
• ambient progressive rock
• electro
• heavenly voices
• symphonic metal
• symphonic rock
• Le Locle