Army of Clones

Open the door and see an army of clones Unseeing faces made of stone The flawed ones wear a mask To hide their eyes Is this what you've been dreaming of? Conception of some kind of heaven up above Perfect ones soldier on And cracked ones die We're not selling anything to you We're not gonna live the way you want us to Pull back the skin, revealing nothing inside Don't match the blueprint, a deathly crime Bleach your arteries Circulate your lies We're not selling anything to you We're not gonna live the way you want us to Feed on the other When cover fails Feed on the other The pure will prevail We're not selling anything to you We're not gonna live the way you want us to World is moving onward without you Feed on the other When cover fails Feed on the other The pure will prevail