Forced into slavery
My 9 to 5 death machine
I won't deliver
On the promise of American dream
Nose to the grindstone
Never dare to break free
Like rats in a maze
Lost for eternity

Corpses feed the flames
When dread prevails
Death by design
Another lesson fails...

The Controller

I laugh at the rebels
Trying to find their destiny
Doomed and opressed
By an unseen enemy
Chained to the treadmill
'Til the day you expire
A worthless protesting
You never stop to question why

Corpses feed the flames
When dread prevails
Death by design
Another lesson fails...

The Controller - controlling you
The Controller - controlling me

Feel the grip
Of iron hands
You live your life
At its demands

Corpses feed the flames
When dread prevails
Death by design
Another lesson fails...

The Controller - controlling you
The Controller - controlling me

Feel the grip
Of iron hands
You live your life
At its demands


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