Monday, April 18, 2011

We are the Robots

When particles glow with Fire.
When neurons spark with Desire.

Higher, I am a gonna take you Higher.

Hot steam baths, with Ladies you Admired.
Hot coal barbeques, with lady robots, Sir Romeo Sired.

Higher, I am a gonna take you Higher.

When skin chars with Fire.
When robots start to melt, their steely skin on hire.
When water cools your Desire.
When earth remembers, what the human machines require.

Five elements or Five senses.
Have had enough of life's robotic romances.
He Machine to She Machine.
I am a feeling Mean.
Five elements or Five senses.
Have had enough of life's robotic romances.

Lean, Me & My Machine.
Mean, Me & My Machine.
Supreme, Me & My Machine.

Six Feet Deep, The Dead Buried by the Mean Machine.
He Machine to She Machine.
I am the Meanest Machine, Mankind has ever seen.

Earth, Wind, Fire, Water, Space.
These make, Machines like me.
Earth, Wind, Fire, Water, Space.
These also make, humans like me.
Earth, Wind, Fire, Water, Space.
The differences are obvious to see.

Steel or Flesh.
Both can be Metamorphosed.

Water & Wine.
Both can be Metamorphosed.

Blood & Battery.
An artificial pacemaker, but heart diagnosed.

Heart & Blood.
Save both, face the world hard-nosed.

His Blood is our Wine.
May He always be Divine.

Taste Earth, Touch Wind,
See Fire, Smell Water, Hear Space.
Cosmic vibrations to mental highs,
or Cosmic vibrators to your orgasmic disgrace.

Cosmic Noise.
Cosmic orgasmic Joys.
Make some for new robot Boys.
Toys, We are the new Toys.

He Machine to She Machine.
I am the Meanest Machine.

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