Desire for days that will not come Machinery at play we are all chained and cannot run A scream of rust as the gates swing shut, trapping all inside A complex framework to stand through time Made of bones the blood and steel Of those who came before to serve On the greener side hope decays Tyranny defined A never changing, hive-like mind Holds you down, binds you tight, and tells you everything will be just fine Here in the grayest dawn of our time We are the chained We are the lost These words of poison Don't come from on high You plead with an empty and uncaring sky A tear in the cloud, growing fast A monolith of fear A hall of bone, echoed screams Rancid with despair We will be the face of a new age From nine to five, our lives were wasted anyway Burst out from the never ending sorrow in your life The vision of a hell Made just for you In dreams of silver starlit fields Thoughts will walk alone Down a quiet path To a sleeper cell of their oblivion In a veil of ash, lies our fate Servility denied The greener side aflame A merciless refrain: A word of gold, death, and strife Inside the broken construct of night Revolution within our sight Rise, for society Free of a tyrannical hand We crash upon the gates to find They have left us all behind Divided we fall