They travel in little white boxes
Machine-made machines in metal dances
Steel meets steel on foreign rocks
Crashing waves in circle trances

Kiss me to be clever
My heartaches mercury
Shiny lips of steel
From this century

Eating glass in broken shards
Hosting of metal Mardi Gras
Toast to our past as our century bleeds
We are the masters of a forgotten creed

Kiss me quick before I twist
It was a chance that we missed
Miss me now as I break
Technology was our mistake