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March of the Tripods lyrics
Do you feel the machines coming?
Do you feel the storm rising?
Because they're coming, I feel them rising
I feel them rising
It feels like it's about to happen
It's about to happen, it's about to happen
It's about to happen
I can breathe the smell of blades of steel
I can see their light but it's not that clear
Because they're watching, I feel them staring
I feel them staring at us
It feels like it's about to happen
It's about to happen, it's about to happen
It's about to happen, it's about to happen
It's about to happen
Change is about to happen
It feels more like I'm dying
This black hole leaving me hopeless
I'm not made of wires
I'm not made of others
You try to synchronize me
You try to synchronize me
The locust is just too far away
While the tripods are marching
Now I'm made of wires
Now I'm made of others
Now I'm made of wires
Did you feel the machines coming?
Did you feel the storm rising?
Because they're reigning, we're suffocating
We're suffocating
And it feels like it has just happened
It has just happened, it has just happened
It has just happened, it has just happened
Part of these releases
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- Track 6 on Sons of the System
- 5 Climbing Towards Stars
- 7 Fate
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