We are all perverted Deserted souls in space Suffering keeps all our hope in place Hope keeps all the suffering in the human race Hope keeps all suffering in place Build a Machine To make us love ourselves To clean our vile hearts To stop the ripping apart of our souls And minds to make us color blind righteous and kind We have been tainted and painted with a curse on our backs Somewhere between the big bang and the big buck We fell out with luck and in with intellect And what do you expect... life begets life and d**h = d**h Build a Machine To make us proud and just To harness our confusion of hate and lust Based solely on trust To save us from ourselves Look what history taught us Look what the money bought us Look how history caught us Look what the money bought us Look what history taught us Look what the money bought us I see the d**h clouds from your money towers I see the wasted minds from misuse of power How about a computer vision with a dose of wisdom to educate the children Build a Machine to raise our conciousness That will give us defense to fight against ignorance To protect the hearts and minds of us all To raise our conciousness That will come to our defense That will make us love ourselves