Shock to the eyes

What a monstrously large machine
Product of a twisted man's dream
I just don't know what to do

Angels are knocking at our door
They hand me down a cut-throat chore
Defeat it or we're all doomed

Conflicting desires
Evangelion
It's an Evangelion

Pressure coming from every side
This could very well cost my life
My mind's made up, I just can't

The spare's in way worse shape than me
Bruised, broken, hard for her to breathe
I cave in to their demands

I'll pilot the thing
That god-awful thing
Evangelion