None of the others can give you what you need

I'll make them suffer and make you want me

You are the one

Now prove them wrong

Let’s pull the wires from the machinery

And start a funeral pyre with our dark alchemy

Jagged tongues of fire will caress and consume them

Kneeling to admire our divinity

Holding me close, she said…

Left to corrode, an outmoded device

Reset the code and perfеct your disguise

Programmed to oppress with no hopе of redemption

Mechanical made of flesh, toy messiah will rise

Twisting the rope, she said…

Break free from your skin machine

Let me be your Magdalene

Or go back to your old routines

On with the show

None of the others can give you what you need

I'll make them suffer and make you want me

You are the one

Now prove them wrong

Let’s pull the wires from the machinery

And start a funeral pyre with our dark alchemy

Time to learn, never turn, watch them burn…