Lost machine, giant maze
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Big engine, cruising space
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Ozone years, controlled daze... keeps the engine running
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Silver beams, analyze
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Robot teams, supervise
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That was then, this is now... it must run anyhow
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Don't you try, to know why
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We can't talk, close that door
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My father, remembers
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Grand-father, remembers
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Patching holes, in the sky... it's running all of the time
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I can tell, this is hell
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No one talks, no one talks
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One day will we understand
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How much the future is here right now?
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One day will they understand...
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How true... the future is here, and how!
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Remain silent
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Lost machine, never fails
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3-D screen, one message
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Keep working, generate... it's the same everyday
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Don't you try, to know why
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I can't talk, close that door
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My father gave me a small stone that he received from his father. This
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stone was brought from earth by our early ancestors over 3OO years ago,
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since the machine started working. Our mission... my mission, to reach
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central control and throw it into some vital part of the main engine...
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and blow the precious generator... I do not want to have to pass this
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down to my own son...
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The Lost Machine
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Voivod |