Moi Dix Mois
Deus Ex Machina
Why do you smile? What's beyond shut glass? Your smile must know Crush this Ex Machina
Regret creation that you made me In the shape not complete You will also die out in fixed machinery These eyes, if cut out, it's fine heaven of darkness These ears, if cut off it's silence, heaven of darkness Enclosed in this narrow case You are next In ridicule, you laugh Be terrified
From Letras Mania