In
the
Midst
of
Lions
The
Machine
This
is
the
root
of
all
evil
they
say,
but
it
is
our
master.
It
is
a
machine.
It
is
a
machine.
The
gears
are
turning,
controlling
every
thought
in
our
minds.
The
gears
are
turning.
We
are
consumed
from
the
inside
out.
Our
bounty
is
our
hope.
Never
fulfilling.
Ever
pursuing.
The
gears
are
turning.
More
is
never
enough.
Never
fulfilling.
Ever
pursuing.
The
machine
has
masked
our
eyes
with
gold,
blinding
our
eyes
with
desires
of
fortune.
Moving
forward
with
a
craving
for
acquisition,
this
monster
heeds
nothing
in
its
path.
Remove
this
veil;
clearly
see
the
course
which
lies
ahead.
Remove
this
veil
from
your
eyes.
The
gears
are
turning,
controlling
every
thought
in
our
minds.
The
gears
are
turning.
We
are
consumed
from
the
inside
out.
This
is
the
root
of
a
ll
evil
they
say,
but
it
is
our
master.
Defeat
the
machine.
Defeat
the
machine.
Be
warned.
Be
warned.
Stop
the
machine.
Stop
the
machine.
Stop
the
machine.
Stop
the
machine.
