The Machinist

(الألبوم: The Things We Carry - 2006)

I see the free which you enslave
The walking which you keep chained
I see the growth which you keep caged
And I've seen the minds that go un-raged

I see the body robbed of soul
Just the fuel for your control
I see the standing knocked to their knees
And I've seen the human beings you treat

Like machines

Machinist
I am not, I am not
Machinist
I am not a machine
Machinist
I am, I am
Machinist
I am a human being

What the fuck

A stagnant life's a victory
For the lover of life that never breeds
Perpetuate and obliterate
Those addicted to living on their knees
The dealers deplete you
Yeah dealers beat you
Like you're drum without a tone
You're just skin and bones
Until you say
No more, no more
Unlike the silent machines who won't settle
The score, the score
Unlike the lifeless objects they want you to be

You want your object, well you fucking got it...

I could be the knife in your back
The noose around your neck
I could be the bullet running through your skull
But I'd rather use the force of my spoken word

Let our voices form the weapons
Our voices

No silence, no compliance
In defiance of the rape of growth