Riddled with holes Broken glass & open soars Another martyr dies Sacrificed to the cause Another soldier's wounds Bloodied & gauzed The revolution dies And your side lost The suits will suit themselves Our children become numbers The suits will protect their wealth As they tear asunder Is this all that we're raised for? Just blood & meat for the war Is this all that life means? We're just meat for the queen Severed hands don't make a whole Severed hands we can never hold Broken brains crushed by the strain Were all their lives in vain or in vein Crush your minds & steal your dreams As you become one with the machine Load your guns & button the seams You are now a faceless thing