Weakened by the chains Thy lifes dreams enslaved Each day mounting pains Another soul is flayed
Dulling of the mind Losing all track of time All thy hopes denied Insanity's embrace thee climb
Arising at dawn To work as automaton Noxious fumes fill with dread Rot inside for daily bread
Is there no way out Trapped in cloustrophohic route Find secrets of great men Failure, wont accept again
Hail man, Thy Gift Ov Power! Thine own flesh you shall devour Curse thyself with pain devine Tortured labor be thy shrine
Small minded fools now cower Reign in terror from thy dark tower Only in self-hatred thine Shall be strength to thy bloodline
Now set to the plow Blood drips from thy brow Tools of iron thy escape Suicidal thoughts reshape
Slavery no excuse Comfort thee now refuse Chains meant to seal thy fate Weeded out the reprobate
Upright thee now stand Reigning in a foreign land Masters no longer sneer Thy raw spirit incites fear
Realm of rust and death To thy dying breath Thou shalt perform thy hour Each day Labors ov PowerTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
