The Machine is Tired

Intro – spoken

Eins... zwei... die Uhr tickt weiter.

The machine is tired.

Europa... still smiling.

Verse 1

They tax the heat, they tax the air

They tax the fire we used to share

Green priests in glass cathedrals preach

While winter eats the last of peach

Open the gates, the numbers swell

The old streets drown, the new ones yell

We paid the price for open hands

Now concrete cracks in every land

Wir zahlen, wir schweigen, wir atmen kaum

The climate god wants a colder home.

Pre-Chorus

Achtung!

The pendulum is swinging back

You pushed the red too far into the black

Now shadows grow where flags once flew

The far ones rise because of you

Chorus

Slowly... slowly... the world goes down

Europa burns without a sound

Slowly... slowly... we pay the debt

For paradise we never met

Langsam kommt das Ende her

Wir tanzen auf dem Pulverfass

Slowly... Feuer... langsam...

The last tax is the last laugh

Verse 2

They call it justice, call it green

They call the riot "necessary scene"

Cameras blink, the narrative bends

While cities bleed at both their ends

Neo-red in Brussels suits

Preach equality, then loot the roots

The worker's son now votes the other way

You made the monster you now slay

Zivilunruhe in jeder Stadt

You sowed the wind — now eat the wrath.

Bridge

Feuer frei auf eure Lügen

Stahl und Asche, keine Fragen

The king is dead, the court still dances

Green gold, red flags, same old chances

Deutschland... Europa...

Wer hat uns verraten?

The answer's written in the rust.

Final Chorus

Slowly... slowly... the world goes down

Europa burns without a sound

Slowly... slowly... we paid the price

For every tax and every vice

Langsam... langsam... das Licht geht aus

Wir stehen im Rauch und lachen laut

Slowly... Feuer... langsam...

The end is cheap. The end is proud.

Outro – fading machine heartbeat

Tick... tock...

The world does not explode.

It just... stops paying.

Bridge

Feuer frei auf eure Lügen

Stahl und Asche, keine Fragen

The king is dead, the court still dances

Green gold, red flags, same old chances

Deutschland... Europa...

Wer hat uns verraten?

The answer's written in the rust.

Final Chorus

Slowly... slowly... the world goes down

Europa burns without a sound

Slowly... slowly... we paid the price

For every tax and every vice

Langsam... langsam... das Licht geht aus

Wir stehen im Rauch und lachen laut

Slowly... Feuer... langsam...

The end is cheap. The end is proud.

Outro – fading machine heartbeat

Tick... tock...

The world does not explode.

It just... stops paying.