Fighting The Machine's Child With Lightning Bolts Lyrics - Between The Chalace And Me

In Doissetep, 

In Doissetep, we are fighting, 

With fireballs, and lightning bolts, 

And curses, and machine guns. 

In Doissetep, 

In Doissetep we are cryin', 

In Doissetep, 

Heylel and me. 

We're in Doissetep, in Doissetep, 

Heylel and me. 

But I'm in so deep, 

I'm such a fool for Heylel, 

Heylel's got me wrapped around a finger. 

Do I have to surrender to the machine? 

Do I have to, do I have to surrender to the machine? 

Oh, I thought the world of Mr. Smith. 

I thought nothing could go wrong. 

But he was a coward, but he was the machine's child. 

In Doissetep, in Doissetep, 

Heylel and me. 

We're's in Doissetep, in Doissetep, 

Heylel and me. 

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