The Machine

So grand; my design
 All vast and divine
 Becoming my masterpiece
 A carnal creation
 A full-blown elation
 My chores now commence with ease
 Bring metal and tubes!
 Bring blood as lube!
 Gather all parts and flesh
 My monster to be
 Will change history
 The bastard son of death
 Behold! My pride, my ungodly machine...
 Bolts and bones; skeletal blasphemy
 Screws and joints; metallic monstrosity
 Wired wounds; blood corroded and black
 Leaded skin; riveted and cracked
 Deep down in my lair
 Working with care
 Adjusting the final parts
 The inanimate
 Soon boiling with hate
 Fueled up with human hearts
 Construction's complete
 So beautiful and sweet
 But still there is more to do
 I must be one
 With my new son
 Merge into something new
 Alas! I've become god of the machine
 Engine's churning
 Liquids burning
 Twisting and turning
 This metallic monster is awakening
 Monumental
 Experimental
 Fundamental
 Arise to the day of reckoning
 God in chrome
 Home from home
 Hear it roam!
 Turning all life into coal
 A sudden shock
 Beast amok
 Closed and locked
 A rebellion that I can't control
 An inner turmoil
 Machine in rage
 Patricidal development
 Rejected by my creation
 This is the end
 The sky goes dark
 Monolithic reaper
 Dying through the metal death