Curse
Machina Lyrics


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Another gift of faith

Misplaced I erase

All the spells you placed on me

Never could have worked
I don't believe a word

That you couldn't keep

A curse for yourself

Can't wake me up

Hey can't make me up

Can't wake me up

Hey can't make me up

The soil is dry and dead

The city's painted red

The goldens Gods are fed

Souls for sale

There's no roots in the tree

No harvest for the feed

Babylon is free

One world slavery...

Can't wake me up

Hey can't make me up

Can't wake me up

Hey can't make me up

Underneath the plastic skin

Inside the truth lies deep within

Green with envy all their sins

A fortress empty plagues his kin

The hidden leader leads astray

Dawn of evil fades with grace

Can't wake me up





Hey can't make me up/Hey

Overall Meaning

The song "Curse" by Machina tells a tale of a protagonist who has lost faith and rejected the spells and curses placed on them. The lyrics suggest that these curses were ineffective and lacked any power. The singer seems to be unimpressed by the way things are and the state of the world around them. The imagery in the song paints a picture of a dead and dry environment with cities painted red, and gods being fed on the souls of the desperate.


The song speaks to the theme of disillusionment and rejection of organized religion or other institutions. The lyrics suggest that people are being misled and led astray by hidden leaders who are perpetuating evil. The line "Babylon is free, one world slavery" seems to suggest that while people may believe they are free, they are in fact subjected to a form of modern-day slavery that they are not even aware of.


Line by Line Meaning

Another gift of faith
Yet another attempt to believe in something


Misplaced I erase
I remove the belief as it is not genuine


All the spells you placed on me
All the fake beliefs and lies told to me


Never could have worked
None of the fake beliefs made any difference


I don't believe a word
I don't trust the person who told the lies


That you couldn't keep
The person who lied did not hold the truth, hence failed to keep their promises


A curse for yourself
The person's lies became a curse for themselves


Can't wake me up, Hey can't make me up, Can't wake me up, Hey can't make me up
No one can influence my beliefs and make me believe in false promises again


The soil is dry and dead
The earth is barren, drained of all life


The city's painted red, The goldens Gods are fed, Souls for sale
The city is filled with greed, lust and corruption, where everyone is trying to gain power over others


There's no roots in the tree, No harvest for the feed, Babylon is free, One world slavery...
There is an absence of morality and humane values, with people turning into puppets in a global power game, with slavery as the only outcome.


Underneath the plastic skin, Inside the truth lies deep within
Underneath the superficial facade of society, lies the truth


Green with envy all their sins, A fortress empty plagues his kin
People are jealous of each other and willing to indulge in any sin to gain power, which ultimately destroys their families


The hidden leader leads astray, Dawn of evil fades with grace
The real leaders with corrupt intentions lead the naive down a dark path, making evil look almost bearable


Can't wake me up, Hey can't make me up/Hey can't wake me up, Hey can't make me up
Nothing can change my beliefs or make me fall for false promises, ever again




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