[ilingku:131]
[ver:v1.0]
[ti:Automaton]
[ar:Assemblage 23]
[al:Bruise]
[by:]
[offset:0]
[00:00.000]Automaton (自动机) - Assemblage 23
[00:28.876]Inside the beige expanse
[00:30.676]Between the two extremes
[00:32.856]Reality begins to flicker
[00:36.135]A wall with no detail
[00:37.935]A face with no expression
[00:39.974]A gun with a missing trigger
[00:43.503]No anger or despair
[00:45.273]No ecstasy or bliss
[00:47.003]Just a husk left with no feeling
[00:50.953]Shambling through life
[00:52.452]In non descript surroundings
[00:54.461]A soul that's worth concealing
[00:58.721]No ups
[00:59.751]No downs
[01:00.661]Emotion gone
[01:06.069]No blood
[01:06.999]No soul
[01:07.899]Automaton
[01:27.193]Emotionally inert
[01:28.803]Sporadically alert
[01:30.882]The drone of the world is numbing
[01:34.291]The traffic howls outside
[01:36.111]The rumble of machines
[01:37.901]Seem to warn of what is coming
[01:41.621]The pressure starts to build
[01:43.381]While the surface is pristine
[01:45.230]There's no sign of doom impending
[01:48.800]But cracks begin to form
[01:50.670]An aperture in bloom
[01:52.400]A threshold to somber endings
[01:57.009]No ups
[01:57.879]No downs
[01:58.819]Emotion gone
[02:04.289]No blood
[02:05.179]No soul
[02:06.039]Automaton
[02:40.241]Distant and detached
[02:41.540]Impassive and aloof
[02:43.579]The bullets start to rip through the building
[02:47.249]Splinters taking flight
[02:48.879]Through nebulas of smoke
[02:50.748]And the cries of the unwilling
[02:54.237]Emotion overwhelms
[02:56.097]A hurricane of fear
[02:58.136]A moment of realization
[03:01.515]The monster hid inside
[03:03.385]Until it couldn't sleep
[03:05.155]A disastrous abomination
[03:24.505]No ups
[03:25.275]No downs
[03:26.085]Emotion gone
[03:31.615]No blood
[03:32.455]No soul
[03:33.345]Automaton
[03:38.815]No ups
[03:39.765]No downs
[03:40.605]Emotion gone
[03:46.085]No blood
[03:46.955]No soul
[03:47.875]Automaton