Lyrics Mechina - Tartarus

Eclipsed in the shadows of
lifeless eyes
A broken man
stands shattered and cold
Searching for a memory
of home

Although my number implies
that search has ended
A simulation
may have spread and infected

No sense of direction
No sense of reflection
Xenon defined
In a world
of unquestioned perfection

How many lives
were lost
In completing
this inhuman
automation
How many nations
had to kneel
To imbue such
complacency
In what is black
and white

No sense of direction
No sense of reflection
Xenon defined
In a world of unquestioned
perfection

As if machine gods
were buried
Hold up the sky
These towers
like hands
Hold up the sky
My past is as empty
As empty as the life in their eyes
As if machine gods
were buried
Hold up the sky

No sense of direction
No sense of reflection
Xenon defined
In a world of unquestioned
perfection