Riddled with holes
Broken glass & open soars
Another martyr dies
Sacrificed to the cause
Another soldier's wounds
Bloodied & gauzed
The revolution dies
And your side lost
The suits will suit themselves
Our children become numbers
The suits will protect their wealth
As they tear asunder
Is this all that we're raised for?
Just blood & meat for the war
Is this all that life means?
We're just meat for the queen
Severed hands don't make a whole
Severed hands we can never hold
Broken brains crushed by the strain
Were all their lives in vain or in vein
Crush your minds & steal your dreams
As you become one with the machine
Load your guns & button the seams
You are now a faceless thing