The Primitive Machinery Lyrics

Indifferent to the process it still creates indifferent to the outcome it sill

Operates this wheel of doom and perpetual sickness turn

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And through forever it spews it's sick the primitive machinery

Perpetual breeding ground of disease the primitive machinery