Searching the Architect - Motion

Thrown to the wolves
The endless grind
A cog to machines
Forever confined
And endless maze
Of being alive
A constant chase
Of happiness inside
But we all die
Gasping for air
With the weight of existence
The stench of fear
We'll all die here
In shallow graves
We'll be replaced
Year after year
An endless fodder
To the corruption machine
An endless slaughter
To the corporate dream
We all die here
We all die
Here
We all die
In an endless grind
With our hands tied
What a perfect time
To be alive
Just to die
We all die

Written by:
Stig Erklev

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