The gears shift and turn
Steam clears to showcase
A world mechanically made

This place we call home
Originates behind steel walls
Built with tools and gadgets
Perfected by machinery

The hands of the chosen
Operate this factory
Working hard to construct
A life worth being made

Gas powers the wheel
That turns and turns
Moving onto a new phase
And right back to the start

The workers are rapid
Wanting it all to finish
But are told
That this creation cannot be quickened

The owner of this factory
Observes what is below
Pleased to see everyone engaged
Molding this impeccable reality

The workers are restless
All of them occupied
With the simple details
In this life

The production nears its end
Everything has been set
For the grand finale

The gears stop turning
The steam has disappeared

They rejoice in triumph
The end was finally here
Or so it would seem

The boss then reminded the men
The end marked the beginning
Of a new era

This manufactured reality
They had so perfected and processed
Was one that was everlasting and eternal