[Verse] Steel fists pound The earth shakes Gears grind No breath it takes Hollow eyes A soulless gaze Devour the light Burn through the haze
[Prechorus] Rust and ash The sky turns black No escape No turning back
[Chorus] Wrath of the machine It rises It feeds! No gods No kings Just cold steel breeds! Wrath of the machine No mercy No pain! All flesh will fall And metal will reign!
[Verse 2] Factories scream Pistons bite Shadows march Eternal night No blood No cries No mortal sin The iron tide will always win
[Breakdown] CRUSH—THE WEAK—UNDER IRON HEELS! GRIND—THE BONE—'TIL NOTHING FEELS! CRUSH—THE WEAK—UNDER IRON HEELS! GRIND—THE BONE—'TIL NOTHING FEELS!
[Chorus] Wrath of the machine It rises It feeds! No gods No kings Just cold steel breeds! Wrath of the machine No mercy No pain! All flesh will fall And metal will reign!
Stijl van muziek
aggressive, metalcore/industrial; down-tuned chugging guitars, metalcore, tight punchy drums, dark, industrial, mechanical sound effects for industrial texture, metal, fast double-kick patterns, heavy bass; male vocals; crushing breakdowns