The Factory Video (MV)

Stood at the foot of a channel
In a quiet border town
On the precipice of freedom
Death is all around
In the distance there's a factory
Calling me by name
I marvel at it's concrete walls
And it's ill-begotten fame

I pretend I'm in the pictures
Honey can you see me now?
I'm a brown and green messiah
Painting red across my brow
On the morning of my victory
I will hang my head in shame
As I crawl back to my country
With only penance for my pain

So I went to the Policeman
And I got down on my knees
Asked him how to kill for a greater cause
While maintaining inner peace
But he shook his head down at me
Saying, "Killing's the escape
Lest you're sent back to that factory
Maybe there you'll learn your place"