The ever-present sound of
Grinding gears and clenching teeth
Under the watchful sight
Of kind and just authorities
The system's running
We're food for the Machine
This is unfair - we were born
In a belly of the beast
The age walking dead
Fell down upon the world
No place to run, no place to hide
Here cometh doomsday of the Earth
We live in world we never prayed for
Don't look around - it is too late now
We've never asked for what we get here
This world is dead
We live in a world
With obligation to succeed
With promise of utopia
We're getting overfeed
The system's running
We're food for the Machine
This is unfair - we were born
In a belly of the beast
The age walking dead
Fell down upon the world
No place to run, no place to hide
Here cometh doomsday of the Earth
We live in world we never prayed for
Don't look around - it is too late now
We've never asked for what we get here
This world is dead
The sinful inobedience is spreading within us all
Twisting our bodies and deceasing our minds
Now, it's time to rise against the regime
The system's running
We're food for the Machine
This is unfair - we were born
In a belly of the beast
The age walking dead
Fell down upon the world
No place to run, no place to hide
Here cometh doomsday of the Earth
We live in world we never prayed for
Don't look around - it is too late now
We've never asked for what we get here
This world is dead
We live in world we never prayed for
Don't look around - it is too late now
We've never asked for what we get here
This world is dead