Sackville - This Machine lyrics

The restoration went ahead Pouring out the molten lead Shaping the monuments To all the usless dead Now they're lighting up the big searchlights Trying to widen out the night Filling up the empty space So nothing can escape This machine is gonna crack Hmmm-mmm-mmm In dead centre of the fog There's gla** walls and spitting dogs Past the sentries on the walls And the houses of the dogs We found out where the light begins Saw where the planes come in Crashing down at a hundred thousand knots And landing on their backs This machine is gonna crack Hmmm-mmm-mmm This machine is gonna crack Hmmm-mmm-mmm And as they pull the f**er's shirt You feel they're tightening your gut Ankles dressed, feet and fists Started to float apart And they're winding down as the camera rolls Rising up on rocking shores The laughter is a roaring storm Waiting to attack This machine is gonna crack This machine is gonna crack