Empire

As we march One by one To the bottom line Blinded by illusion Of what they call Yours and mine Give everything you have And they will take What they need Warm bodies to feed The machine Sacrifice all We're meant to be Just a number on a page With too little time and too much rage Shackled to your weight in gold It's not the price on your head It's your soul that is sold It makes me sick The poor and the broken The lost and the hopeless Society's rejects The names left unspoken We'll keep the wheels turning Gears grinding and churning Wasting our last breath To keep the coals burning Breathe in deep Stoke the flames of Liberty Pay the price to be free Let go of all You'll ever be Warm bodies to feed The machine Sacrifice all For nothing The puppet masters Sit upon their golden throne As we build their empire On ash, sweat Blood, and bone