Sap our forces to a beautiful machine that leaves wakes in the dirt when it moves
Free from paralyzing freedom at last, too many choices mean more to lose
Less to gain each time an epiphany plays on the back of your eyes
To no surprise it incites savagery in the weak when they realize
It takes the strong not to act
Cause nothing is holding you back
Knowing hurts but it heals to scars
Every tank is once delicate
Group think philosophy, watching us eat and sleep on lenses 24/7
In our favourite things
Love and weep when it's gone like a little baby
Hooked into it's false mother making machine
Lined straight into our veins it's insane how much we can consume
It's our lifeblood, our enticement to keep on sloggin' on as black clouds loom
Acid rain is such a pain
But we choose our sacrifices
Carefully remove that part of us
Make me a roboslave