Everytime you heat up
Everytime you start to bleed
Bleeding oil
And choking on electric waves
Seeking out the one who summoned you
A constipation
Building up tension
Secretly, silently
Yeah, how artificial intelligence could create a taste
For murder
Now a weapon for itself in a lonely war
Welding up its´ parts
And it´s trembling
Halves of the head
Who buries your crown?
Wisdom made out of waste made out of wisdom
You like it
And now….you´ve wasted it
Yeah, it was a fine sight from this high rooftop
All those planes blasting above its´ head
The machine will rise up and embrace the throne
Decidedly get out of leash
…but it´s crawling on pavement, bleeding as the people walk on by
By its´ side