the souless machine

the nighttime lights flicker to the sound of the machine like a bell let it ring cash-ting cash-ting a lament calling that sings the ho-ho-ho and then it explodes in colours of red and green the colours that make gold shinning tinsel like all the drones stand in line waiting for their turn to grease the grinding wheels as the wheels turn you can hear them say feed me feed me more and more but are they really ever satisfied? as time ticks closer to the hour the machine turns faster with its hypnotising beat singing it`s never ending song to the young and to the old singing it`s never ending song through the ages and across the generations it`s hypnotising beat just echoes on and on