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Death Factory

from Shadowbox by Mechanical Ghost

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Never thought it would be easy,
Did expect that it would hurt.
Been down this road so many times,
Found my own footprints in the dirt.
The more things change they stay the same,
Everything’s built to fall apart.
Planned obsolescence is the rule,
We must finish what we start.

All we have we have on loan,
Debt repaid in flesh and bone.
From the darkness of the womb,
To the darkness of the tomb.
Ash to ash and dust to dust,
Stone will crumble, steel will rust.
All things move toward their end.
The cycle begins again.

Working for the privilege of going back to work,
Nine to five, in and out, as the specter lurks,
Consuming, reproducing… Is there something more?
Or is the life we manufacture all that’s worth living for?

We work our fingers to the bone.
What it means, nobody knows,
Another cog in a machine,
Out of control it grows and grows.
It threatens to swallow us whole,
A mindless herd to consume.
Led like sheep right to the slaughter,
A creeping, ever-present doom.

All we have we have on loan,
Debt repaid in flesh and bone.
From the darkness of the womb,
To the darkness of the tomb.
Ash to ash and dust to dust,
Stone will crumble, steel will rust.
All things move toward their end.
The cycle begins again.

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from Shadowbox, track released October 31, 2014

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