Since The Machine Songtext / Lyric

Since recorded time and since the dawn of man

There have been three types of men



The low man (to) the high man



The rending of the world into three great superstates

Was long foretold in the halls of men



A floating fortress guards the secrets of the ocean ways

Fending the floodgates from the sword of truth



Since the machine



The meek and the low christen the kingdom's coming

Building the great machines of war

Men feed machines this century of the dark

Coming of the hour of the kingdom of night






Dies irae, dies illa

Solvet saeclum

Dies irae, dies illa

Solvet saeclum in favilla



The act of war, destruction

Mankind cannot grow stronger



Teste Orwell cum Sibylla

Quantus tremor est futurus



Keep the wheels of knowledge turning



Power battles, power battles, highest hopes of men

Smell horses' breath and the sweat for lies

Three times I dreamt this verse; three times I cast my curse

As was foretold in the halls of men



Since the machine



The low man (to) the high man



Since recorded time and since the dawn of man

There have been three types of men