Oh well, hey
What do you got to say?
Well, I say we're going to ride
So, come on
Lack-luster vacuum magnetizes the land
Scopeless material in ruthless demand
Concrete spectacle superficially grand
Divine animation buried in sand
We'll rise from the ashes of stagnation
Crystal warriors of damnation
Nullified grafters manufactured from the womb
From the repro-clinics to household tomb
Drag the nothing tiring through coal-dark underground
Drive the wheels of iron 'round and 'round
We'll rise from the ashes of stagnation
Crystal warriors of damnation
(Scouring eyes) sear through that book of lies
(And seen the truth) well, our search is dignified
Whilst the yawny drone of physical machinery
March in robot mode to terminal destiny (oh yeah)
Ah-huh
Ooh yeah, we're out
Ooh, have I got to say the second time?
Microscopic observance, forsaken inner land
Spiritual inertia, absorbed in bland
Well, our significance shan't sink in their charade, oh no
'Cause through their drab pantomime, I say we're going to ride
Yeah, we'll ride
I say we'll rise through the catacombs of stagnation
Crystal warriors of damnation
Aw
Ooh yeah