Run down a street where the glass shows   That summer has gone   Age, in the doorways   Resenting the pace of the dawn      All of them standing in line   All of them waiting for time   From time, the great healer   The Machine Messiah is born      Cables that carry the life   To the cities we build   Threads that link diamonds of life   To the satanic mills      Aah, to see in every way   That we feel it every   Day and know that      Maybe we'll change   Offered the chance   To finally unlearn our lessons   And alter our stance      Friends make their way   Into systems of chance   (Friends make their way of escape)   (Into systems of chance)      Escape to freedom, I need to be there   Waiting and watching, the tables are turning   I'm waiting and watching   I need to be there      I care to see them walk away   And to be there when they say   They will return      Machine, Machine Messiah   The mindless search for a higher   Controller, take me to the fire   And hold me, show me the strength   Of your singular eye      History dictating symptoms   Of ruling romance   Claws at the shores of the water   Upon which we dance      All of us standing in line   All of us waiting for time   To feel it all the way   And to be there when they   Say they know that      Maybe we'll change   Offered the chance   To finally unlearn our lessons   And alter our stance      Machine, Machine Messiah   Take me into the fire      Hold me, Machine Messiah   And show me the strength   Of your singular eye