Buy the beautiful You are the divine machine Bargain for what the mirror speaks You are the divine machine Nothing will alter the true reflection Perversion through addictive perfection Conjure up an image of fulfillment Underneath the statuesque mask The contorted vanity I caught a glance of painted emptiness Burning in modern madness Given the drug in order to take it away Build their churches on unsure ground Aspire to a standard of unattainable grace Shut those elegant eyes pray for the envious stares You are the divine machine Now your are loved