Machinae Supremacy - Kings of the Scene lyrics

as time grows to be my reaper

I leave my mark behind

and history will be my keeper

but I am still alive

and where the ancient kings

are buried new kings

will rise and stand

and so the torch is always carried

passed from hand to hand

in the night it is all we care for

and we all play our part

enslaved is our passion and therefore

we hide it in the dark