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The Heel On The Throat Of TheOur is the golden futureAs the heavy words softly roll Ringing in our ears as we sit idly by Towering towards the heavens The hell that we have built We created a monster And now it`s coming for our children Thrust into the stained skies For efficiency passified We are but components of their machine COMPONENTS I fast-forward through the film To get what I must hace missed We bleed, we breathe But we don`t live - we exist Precious things that do no last Our lips pressed to the decay The master-plan will fall loud As we sit idly by As god moves across the water the lie moves through us all We created a monster And now it`s coming for our children Thrust into the stained skies For efficiency passified We are but components of their machine COMPONENTS I fast-forward through the film To get what I must hace missed We bleed, we breathe But we don`t live - we exist |