Factory

Revolution institution Gather up the calvary Empty glasses for the masses Raised in unity From the fires, cue the choirs Sing a hymn of suffering Generation desperation As the angels sing Don't you know? You can't let go Cause it's so hard to say goodbye To what we dim the lights for Killing truth with lies we die for Programming emotion Manufacturing our lives We are the products of An over-processed love That is chemically defined Cheaper, faster Blood and plaster Heart-pumping machinery Gears and veins Rewired brains with Television dreams Burning engines Fueled by tensions Apprehension industry Mutilation of salvation As the angels scream Don't you know? You can't let go Cause it's so hard to say goodbye To what we dim the lights for Killing truth with lies we die for Programming emotion Manufacturing our lives We are the products of An over-processed love That is chemically defined

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