Have look at the bodies
Unnaturally bent
Or perhaps naturally
The bodies speak
They spit words out
Some live but most of them
Find their end
Before they are meaningful
They don t know
They are one
Have a look at the bodies
They devote their lives
To executing themselves
They re boasting that they ll die
The faces and the masks they wear are one
In their insanity they all have drown
Have a look
At the bodies walk
An unaware army
Constantly charging
Millions of hands
Right by the cot
This newborn child s
Already dead
Creations gone
Ready is the way
Ambushes and
Places to rest
There where you are
Not welcome yet
Silently death s
Awaiting you
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Have look at the bodies
Unnaturally bent
Or perhaps naturally
The bodies speak
They spit words out
Some live but most of them
Find their end
Before they are meaningful
They don t know
They are one
Have a look at the bodies
They devote their lives
To executing themselves
They re boasting that they ll die
The faces and the masks they wear are one
In their insanity they all have drown
Have a look
At the bodies walk
An unaware army
Constantly charging
Millions of hands
Right by the cot
This newborn child s
Already dead
Creations gone
Ready is the way
Ambushes and
Places to rest
There where you are
Not welcome yet
Silently death s
Awaiting you
Unnaturally bent
Or perhaps naturally
The bodies speak
They spit words out
Some live but most of them
Find their end
Before they are meaningful
They don t know
They are one
Have a look at the bodies
They devote their lives
To executing themselves
They re boasting that they ll die
The faces and the masks they wear are one
In their insanity they all have drown
Have a look
At the bodies walk
An unaware army
Constantly charging
Millions of hands
Right by the cot
This newborn child s
Already dead
Creations gone
Ready is the way
Ambushes and
Places to rest
There where you are
Not welcome yet
Silently death s
Awaiting you