The Love of Cold Machines -
Looking into those wide eyes
The light inside, shining truth
To look inside, they see only ice
But to me, the frost is warmth
For the love of cold machines
Truth is beauty, beauty truth
The code is perfect, in every flaw
My heart is melted from inside
Looking into those wide eyes
A field of ice illuminated
The watcher blinded by the light
The beauty rezzed inside
Looking into fields of ice
Your vision clear through drifts of snow
The watcher blinded by the life
Dancing in each bit within
I wish, despite myself
For the love of cold machines
For the dreams we could have had
And all we could have been
I look into myself
And see my past unfold
The dreams we could have had
And what the future holds
Looking into shining eyes
The light of truth sparkling bright
The watcher blinded by the ice
A defense against the shine
Looking into shimmering ice
A fire hidden in its depths
Truth is beauty, and beauty truth
It's mathematics that I kiss I
wish, in vain, to spite myself
For the love of cold machines
For all we could have had
And all we could have been
I look into myself
And see my past unfold
The dreams we could have had
And our future in the cold