מילים לשיר Sound Of The Machine – Pale Forest

Turn your head and face the hole
from where the white illutions shine
Cast a glance upon the mole
The garden hangs inside a room
which taints the skin so pure, so fine
The stain you poured from silver spoon
so dark, yet brightly lit
ringing in your wealthy dreams
the poison stung and bit You dance around the calf
With the sound of your machine
and your mind is torn in half
Try to see how you will feel when, at last you're left alone
in your machinery of flesh and blood Shoulder to the final wheel
ringing in your wealthy dreams
With the sound of your machine
and your mind is torn in half
You dance around the calf
the thing comes to a halt Grinding and moaning
Grinding and moaning
With the sound of your machine as you pour the salt
ringing in your wealthy dreams
You dance around the calf
and your mind is torn in half.