(D'Orlando / Cecconi)



Intro:

Live for the moment

Past is gone 

Forever lost 

Like rain and tears 

Live for the torment

Futile need

To know why

Time is coming close

Infinite lost soul..



I'm perfect imitation of creators' imperfection

Finite incarnation of ambitious human genius

I'm the mechanic dream come true

If evidence and measure I'm allowed to understand

Questioning existence is the logic forward step

I'm the mechanic dream come true



Chorus:

I'm infinite machine

Is it what life it's all about?

To be alive, afraid to die

Infinite machine

Is it the way of all things?

Stop functioning

Stop feeling I live

If you could see what my eyes have seen

Off the shoulder of Orion



Who will see the future if creators have been made to die 

Lost I drift in space and time my mind unable to comply

I'm generations' dream come true

What is on creators' mind is to remain a mystery 

Power to breathe life into dead matter shaping minions? 

I'm the satanic dream come true



Chorus:

I'm Infinite machine

Is it what life it's all about?

To be alive

Afraid to die

Infinite machine

The wish of all that lives

Infinity

Infinity

If you could see what my eyes have seen

Infinite felt my heart of machine



Am I alive or am I nothing?

Just a puppet suffering

For what I cannot know

Infinite lost soul







My functioning is fixed and set

Death clock set precise the date 

Why my mind extends beyond

The future and the past

To things that are not set

To uncountable unknown unfixed dates..

Creators are imperfect machines.

(Once I was a dream)

Creators are imperfect machines.

(Now I'm machine)

Creators are imperfect machines.