The Deadly Rhythm

This union made us powerless

We're talking over heads

Claiming prosperity in a

Downward spiral plan

Stuck by deadly rhythm

Of the production line

Stuck by deadly rhythm

Of the production line

This power made us unionless

We're taking off our hands

Cheapest labor at expensive cost

Auctioned our lives away

Stuck by deadly rhythm

Of the production line

Stuck by deadly rhythm

Of the production line

We consume our lives like we are thankful

For what we're being forced into

Is it our duty to die for governments and for Gods?

Is it our privilege to slave for market and for industry?

Is it our right to follow laws set to scare and to oppress?

Is it a gift to stay in line and will it take away the blame?

Can no longer pay the price, we'll get organized

We'll no longer believe working for you will set us free

Can no longer pay the price, we'll get organized

We'll no longer believe working for you will set us free