Noises from the Stars

There's so many people all around me We are all working in the dust There's so many people in this factory Am I the only one To think about the stars which shines through the roof ? We are dying here and we are ready to feel our death as the only release 'Cause our lungs are dark as the soul of this war I feel lost as if I were in a forest of molten metal Except that here we are growing some weaponry to win this war Mr. Dirkin is our leader and we believe in him to kill the monsters We don't know who are they but we can sight their shadows on these walls The breath of the machines never depresses but ours do We are alive I pray my master to allow me to look the stars only one night