A Peek Behind The Veil

Machines

Twilight circuits flicker and fade
A flash of a spark, then passes away
A heartless observer
A scripted play
Told what to dream at the end of each day
The metal grows silent frozen and dusty
The surfaces brittle fractured and rusty
Inside suspended in time
Motionless black forgotten lines
Loveless processors of all kinds
Alone
In a place
Without a mind
Replaced by moves with even more grace
Efficient bringing joy in the darkest place
Faster than light
The human race
Assembling machines that hide their face
In the darkness at night
There's no wrong or right
The moon shining over
Our mechanized fight
I can hear the souls screaming
In the neon light