Welcome to the Machine! Welcome, one and all To the greatest show on Earth Welcome to our fall! A boilerplate for a coat of skin On oil and steam it thrives A heart of iron pumps the blood To keep this monster alive Of polished bra** and steel contrived Gears whir and metal churns Eyes aglow from the fire inside As the coal within it burns Behold the Machine! Tremble at its power! A light upon the world In our darkest hour! What is its purpose? What is its place? To bring us a new age? To destroy the human race? Behold the Machine! x4 Its pistons push it toward its goals Whatever they may be Its gauges and its valves Remain a mystery to me-- This great mechanical ma**! Its purpose still uncertain But pay no heed To those behind the curtain! Behold the Machine! Tremble at its power! A blight upon the world-- This is our darkest hour! What is its purpose? To save, or to enslave? Beware the Machines, They may send us to our grave! Beware the Machine! x4