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I am the Adam of your labor;
I am a patchwork of the grave
Turn away 'cause it pains to see
exactly what you've made of me…

Eyes that don't know how to love;
brutal hands that cannot heal
Life lies inside this armor;
fear is everyone and everything…

I'm alone in my war machine.

The sky is falling; I shot it down
to find out what the sun means to me
The ocean's gone; it's with me now,
hidden for ransom inside my cave

I'm alone in my war machine.

You reached the river for forgiveness,
and the water turned you away
As now you are, you were meant to be
This body cannot change
One look at me, and soon you'll know
that I'm what's wrong - this is fate.