(Verse 1)
Hello new guard, it’s nice to see, a brand new face to greet.
it’s time you get, acquainted to,
our dreams of make-believe.
We’re living, in, a world of parts, where nothing seems to fit.
The children played, and partied on,
When I was looking in.
Unfortunate events occurred within these very walls.
How ignorant of you to think,
that you are here alone.
The terrifying screams for me, are kindness in the dark.
There’s evil in, these halls but I,
Oh I, just act the part.
(Chorus)
These Machinations, make me run,
Like puppets on a string, Oh
They soiled it, and coiled it, and
Broke our very seams. Oh,
These Machinations, take me on,
And brand upon my mold, Oh,
It’s taking me, and breaking me,
And turning me to gold.
(Verse 2)
A brand new name, a brand new game, a terror to console,
The ware and tear, of storage years,
Are making me go cold.
The Freddy crew, has changed so much, though one thing’s stayed the same.
Our need to hunt, you down again,
So you can take the blame.
Incompetence and arrogance, a crude, deadly design.
Such disregard, for human life,
That forced you to resign.
It’s time you met, the fate you gave, to us those years ago.
To seal you in, and break the key,
Our pain today, you’ll know.
(Chorus)
These Machinations, make me run,
Like puppets on a string, Oh
They soiled it, and coiled it, and
Broke our very seams. Oh,
These Machinations, take me on,
And brand upon my mold, Oh,
It’s taking me, and breaking me,
And turning me to gold.
(Bridge)
The tales of slaughter had been spilled.
The lies you had to tell them.
Leaving us for dead that night,
You forced the role of victim.
Lured us from our families,
A predatory madman.
You deserve what comes to you..
For you there’s no salvation.
(Chorus)
These Machinations, make me run,
Like puppets on a string, Oh
They soiled it, and coiled it, and
Broke our very seams. Oh,
These Machinations, take me on,
And brand upon my mold, Oh,
It’s taking me, and breaking me,
And turning me to gold.
(Chorus 2)
These Machinations carry on,
For years beyond the trauma.
It’s haunted us, for 30 years,
Still waiting for the karma.
These Machinations near the end,
Our souls will find their rest, now,
It’s time to pray, it’s time to judge,
And say good by old friend.
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