sharpen the blades of regret
on the bones of the ones
tossed aside
in dragging the waters they bled
scraps of life you aim to find
compensate all that was lost
on the innocent, viciously slain
because virtue is an irrelevant cost
when you hunger for nothing but gain
bodies left bare, while the wheels keep grinding
all the pieces of lfie, which are thrown in the scale
the hunger grows as the wheels keep grinding
the careless extraction of human affection
all the while the rivers of grief are rising
it's serving the ghouls in their depraved addiction
cries of pain die with the hope for reprieve
endless the stream of corpses they need
starving eyes awaiting the flesh they will leave
thousands of bodies inside the machine
are crushed by the iron and torn by the steel
red stains the walls as the body bags fall
the undying hunger for blood
straight from the wheel
our constant concern for advance
has proven to bring no avail
in spite our unfortunate stance
the light marks the end of our trail
we try to grow all that we can
to be stripped and to perish alone
because one measures the value of man
by the weight of the skin on his bones
the profit adds up to support the intention
of degenerate scum with a vision so pale
the hunger grows as the wheels keep grinding
the careless extraction of human affection
all the while the rivers of grief are rising
it's serving the ghouls in their depraved addiction
cries of pain die with the hope for reprieve
endless the stream of corpses they need
starving eyes awaiting the flesh they will leave
thousands of bodies inside the machine
are crushed by the iron and torn by the steel
red stains the walls as the body bags fall
the undying hunger for blood
straight from the wheel
what did you think
there would be waiting for you
at the end of a lifetime
of meaningless pain
there's nothing to find
in the delusion of life
that they will not take from you
only to throw down the drain
nothing you do
will make a difference to those
who keep the flow of the system in hand
you've played your part ever since
you took a breath in this world
why in the end it's worth nothing
nothing to understand
nothing remains
of aspirations or hopes
nothing is left of your dreams
they left nothing of value
nothing on which they could feed
amidst the bodes that have been left bare
bodies left bare, while the wheels keep grinding
the pieces of lfie, which are thrown in the scale
the profit adds up to support the intentions
of degenerate scum with a vision so pale
all that we have obtained
they'll break it
tear it apart and throw out the remains
so the wheels are forever turning
as the remnants of life are washed away
so the wheels are forever turning
as the remnants of life are washed away
the hunger grows as the wheels keep grinding
the careless extraction of human affection
all the while the rivers of grief are rising
it's serving the ghouls in their depraved addiction
cries of pain die with the hope for reprieve
endless the stream of corpses they need
starving eyes awaiting the flesh they will leave
thousands of bodies inside the machine
are crushed by the iron and torn by the steel
red stains the walls as the body bags fall
the undying hunger for blood
straight from the wheel
it comes straight from the wheel
straight from the wheel
