i am the captain and this is my shrine. lord of the manor. see what i leave behind. river in flames
i'm a relic trapped in the wire. hydrogen fuel
throbs in the veins; a mother lovin' machine. she is my wife. her mechanical heart
constantly serving 'til death do us part. now a glorious war draws to a close. the yellow winds blow. and i have to know. oh industry
whatever will become of me?
soon the cruel rains will start. is it true we must part company?
whatever will become of me?
leave our gift to the world 'neath the phosphorous sky. a labor of love is the truest of all. but will i be forsaken after the fall?
now a glorious war draws to a close. the yellow winds blow. and i have to know. oh industry
whatever will become of me?
nothing after the flood but the fire and the mud's prophecy. oh industry
whatever will become of me?