I think it's better [bad word] 
It's no longer smells like fun
I've got a feeling that
You can break me down

No longer I would be strong
I've been on the top too long
I have no more strength
To move along

I try to move my head 
And feel a stone instead
It, can anyone help me? 

I'm growing on the floor
I know what I'm dying for
This is payback for my sins

I am, I am, I am Machine of an Evil (х3)
Machine of an Evil!

I know I was the worst
Killing to quench my thirst
Noone had overwhelmed me
You can be the first

I was the killing machine
That kill just everything
I'd never stop this madness
If I begin

My brain been damaged hard
Incurable and forever
The doctor's make conclusion

I was locked in the four walls
Without windows or doors
The freedom was an illusion

I am, I am, I am Machine of an Evil (х3)
Machine of an Evil!