Flesh-Collector Machine (Crisix)

Doctor! Doctor! Can you help me please? No! Madman! Madman! What is your work now? Shut up! I’m creating a machine, and you will be the first to die… …by my evil creation, Calm! Calm! Soon you will meet… Is the hidden face of my insane brain, taste this proof of pain! Doctor! Doctor! Is this real life? Yes! Madman! Madman! I belong to you? Fuck Yeah! It’s a pleasure for me show to you my new creation, Motors on, Three, Two, One... It’s Alive! Ha ha ha ha! Flesh-Collector Machine You’ll be trapped and devoured Beautiful form of life You can pray for your soul You’ll feel the horror inside you Pleasure or pain is your choice The nightmare has just begun, Hey! The haunting starts you must be afraid! Fear… the machine! Slaves of pleasure… your dreams come true! Stop! And watch… The machine is coming for you soul Your world of lies Is turned to black by the power of… Flesh-Collector Machine Is really what you want Your hypocrisy Useless weapon now! You are possessed by an eternal lie Your eyes only say who you really are Beyond the mirror there is something more But now it’s too late, welcome to hell! Don’t waste your words, this nightmare is your last breath Through your screams I can see that you realize The machine doesn’t forgive It’s eating you, now the matter is clear… … I know you love it! Don’t Stop and Watch The machine is full of your love Your world of fucking lies Is turned to black by the power of the Flesh-Collector Machine