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Feed the Machine (Dark Country Music) - Dark Country Boy
We built it tall
We made it strong
Brick by brick we sang its song
A monster born from gears and steel
No heart, no soul, just cold to feel
Grinding bones to keep it alive
How much longer can we survive
We fed the beast with blood and sweat
Now it's our turn to collect the debt
Rip the chains and smash the gears
Let it crumble beneath our fears
A shadow looms it eats the light
Steals the stars, swallows the night
Voices silenced by its roar
We won't bow down anymore
Flip the switch, let it short
Break the cogs, kill the core
No more masters, no more strings
We'll tear apart the crown it clings
Eye and jaws grind through the night
We built it tall, we built it tight
Sparks fly high, shadows twist
A monster born from a clenched fist
We fed the beast with blood and sweat
Now it's our turn, turn to collect the debt
It roars, it howls but we don't bow
Feed the machine then break it now
Then break it now
Steel veins pulse, wires hum
Speaks in code, it beats a drum
Knows no love, it knows no fear
But we hold the match to end it here
We fed the beast with blood and sweat
Now it's our turn, turn to collect the debt
It roars, it howls but we don't bow
Feed the machine then break it now
Wheels turn, the gears align
But even gods can run out of time
With trembling hands we pull the chain
Let it rust, let it feel pain
We fed the beast with blood and sweat
Now it's our turn, turn to collect the debt
It roars, it howls but we don't bow
Feed the machine then break it now