Dance of the Gears - Lyric Video

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Time ticking by there's no life left to die
A vulgar display, gears of brass as they lay
Hardened by zinc, pulverized in the heat
As one gear will turn so all after will churn

Free form of thought has no room left to pour
As the cogs spin away none to ask if they may
Now all lifeless they lay slowly churning away
All submit to the forces and show you will have
no more fears

In the dance of the gears
No more fears
I dance with the gears

No will to submit, to laid plans you will fit
Oscillating in turn of which you'll come to learn
Assembled in lines liquid metal refined
Strict plans to appease, no impurities

Free form of thought cannot flow anymore
As the cogs spin away, raw design on display
Now bend to the will slowly churning away
They submit to the forces and show they all have
No more fears

In the dance of the gears
No more fears
I dance with the gears

Individual cogs that make up a mechanical masterpiece
Give way to the rigid physics that govern the system
No gear can think on it's own, it can only act in accordance to what it is told
Forced to comply by mysterious and alien actions
Turning endlessly upon it's axle until it withers
So serene in it's workings, the melancholy of the metallic grinding rings out
Soothing and satiating a mental itch long forgotten
It calls into question;
Are they at peace? Or do they yearn to be individualized?
Can a gear in the system truly feel free? Can they taste the bitter fruits it holds?
Doomed or blessed with melancholy, it hardly matters what the answer will be

No more fears
No more tears
Only gears
Churning gears

Submit
To the dance of the gears
Submit
To become what you fear
Submit
Submit
Submit
Submit