Deaus ex Machina

Be terrified!

Why do you smile
What's beyond shut glass
Your smile must know
Crush this Ex Machina
Regret creation, that you made me
In the shape not complete

You will also die out in fixed machinery
These eyes
If cut out
It's fine heaven of darkness (You are next!)
You will also die out in fixed machinery
These ears
Cut off
It's silence
Heaven of darkness

Why do you smile
What's beyond shut glass
Your smile must know
Crush this Ex Machina
Regret creation, that you made me
In the shape not complete

Enclosed in this narrow case
(You are next!)
In ridicule you laugh
(You are next!)
Be terrified!

You will also die out in fixed machinery
These eyes
If cut out
It's fine heaven of darkness

Why do you smile
What's beyond shut glass
Your smile must know
Crush this Ex Machina
Regret creation, that you made me
In the shape not complete

Enclosed in this narrow case
(You are next!)
In ridicule you laugh
(You are next!)
Be terrified!