The Big Machine Lyrics - Pain Of Salvation

'And he actually held up the weapon before our eyes, and there, dressed 

in a suit and tie, he smiled and told us with pride in his voice that "this 

model was largely represented in the Gulf war!". 

He was so very proper and clean. And so alarmingly blind!' 

Welcome inside the machine 

It hurts! 

Go numb, go blind 

One's drilling out a pipe 

One adjusts the aim 

One makes trigger parts 

Weapons as a game! 

All trapped in killing routine 

Washed clean 

By this machine 

On these grey walls 

Lovely pictures of the weapons we produce 

But not their actions 

All are part of the big Machine 

We do our job 

"Guilty!" 

But what if we save? 

And what if we solve? 

And what if we build? 

And what 

What if we lose control? 

What if we lose control? 

What if we lose control? 

What if we lose control? 

(I am just a wheel!) 

And what if we stop?