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The MachinistI see the free which you enslaveThe walking which you keep chained I see the growth which you keep caged And I've seen the minds that go un-raged I see the body robbed of soul Just the fuel for your control I see the standing knocked to their knees And I've seen the human beings you treat Like machines Machinist I am not, I am not Machinist I am not a machine Machinist I am, I am Machinist I am a human being What the fuck A stagnant life's a victory For the lover of life that never breeds Perpetuate and obliterate Those addicted to living on their knees The dealers deplete you Yeah dealers beat you Like you're drum without a tone You're just skin and bones Until you say No more, no more Unlike the silent machines who won't settle The score, the score Unlike the lifeless objects they want you to be You want your object, well you fucking got it... I could be the knife in your back The noose around your neck I could be the bullet running through your skull But I'd rather use the force of my spoken word Let our voices form the weapons Our voices No silence, no compliance In defiance of the rape of growth |