Black Machine

I've been runnin'.
Runnin' out of dreams to write and places to hide.
As it rains.
Rains another night out here.
Where there's nothing to fear but the rain and the jungle.
I hear your pain.
I hear you mumble.
Something about killing our dreams.
Flashing sex scenes.
Even though it means you're a Black Machine.

I guess I didn't hear you right.
Are you coming?
Coming out of your dreams to write of the faces we fight.
It's insane.
Save your brother's life out there.
But it's not like I don't care about the rain and the jungle.
I hear your pain.
I watch you stumble.
All over your imaginings.
Your blasphemies.
You know what all this means.
You're a Black Machine.

They say the devil is driving the long black train.
But I never see no proof so maybe I'm just insane.

Black Machine.
Boiling inside, it's a cauldron, an inferno.
Oh, do you know?
Devils in an instant springing forth from the Black Machine.

Get it away from me.
Black Machine.
Get it away from me.
Black Machine.
Get it away from me.
Black Machine.
Get it away from me.
Black Machine.
Get it away from me.
Black Machine.
Get it away from me.
Black Machine.
Get it away from me.