Sound Of The Machine Lyrics - Pale Forest

Turn your head and face the hole 

from where the white illutions shine 

Cast a glance upon the mole 

which taints the skin so pure, so fine 

The garden hangs inside a room 

so dark, yet brightly lit 

The stain you poured from silver spoon 

the poison stung and bit 

With the sound of your machine 

ringing in your wealthy dreams 

You dance around the calf 

and your mind is torn in half 

Try to see how you will feel 

when, at last you're left alone 

Shoulder to the final wheel 

in your machinery of flesh and blood 

With the sound of your machine 

ringing in your wealthy dreams 

You dance around the calf 

and your mind is torn in half 

Grinding and moaning 

the thing comes to a halt 

Grinding and moaning 

as you pour the salt 

With the sound of your machine 

ringing in your wealthy dreams 

You dance around the calf 

and your mind is torn in half