Churning out icons on assembly lines
Disposable gods for disposable minds
Worship the new, discard the old
Another face for the masses to behold
Idol factory, grinding away
Creating gods to throw away
Build them up just to tear them down
Another fallen icon hits the ground
Fame's acid eats away the soul
Empty shells playing a role
In the spotlight's unforgiving glare
They vanish in the thinnest air
Fabricate! Elevate! Annihilate!
The cycle never ends, it's never too late
To create another idol to desecrate
Idol factory, grinding away
Creating gods to throw away
Build them up just to tear them down
Another fallen icon hits the ground
Idol factory, grinding away
Creating gods to throw away
Build them up just to tear them down
Another fallen icon hits the ground