Last In Line The Unknown
Under a curse lies the unknown
Hanging on faith and a mordant tone
Under a rock in a petrified zone
I'm buried alive in the slippery mud
Trying to survive while I'm squeezing the blood from a stone, a stone
Frozen in time and I'm deeply entwined
It's fools gold, I can't say that it's not in vain
Not in vain
The space between God and machine
An energy of emotion
We are the space between God and machine
A truth better left unspoken
On a plain of digital debris
And the burnout glow of L.E.D.
Encrypted syllables
Heard in a bartered exchange of fate
Where the new gods play games with the souls that they create
And redemptions been traded in the name of desire
And freedoms exist
In flames in a floating pyre
I can't say that it's not in vain
I can't say that it'll ever change
But we scratch and we crawl just the same
Can you blame
The space between God and machine
An energy of emotion
We are the space between God and machine
A truth better left unspoken
And still we fight on
And still we fight on
And still we fight on
And still we fight on
And still we fight on
And on and on and on
Into the space between God and machine
An energy of emotion
We are the space between God and machine
A truth better left unspoken
The space between
The space between
The space between
The space between
