"Arbeit Macht Fleisch" as written by and W. Steer J. Walker....
Prognathous gears grind
So diligent and serrated they mesh
Toothed cogs churn
So trechant, against soft flesh
Worked to the bone
Up to the hilt, depredated
Raw materialism
To stoke the furnaces
Toiling, rotting
Life slowly slips away
Consumed, inhumed
In this mechanized corruption line
By mincing machinery industrialized, pulped and pulverized
Enslaved to the grind

Blood, sweat, toil, tears
Arbeit macht fleisch

Grave to the grind

Inimitable gears twist
To churn a living grave
Stainless cogs shredding
Scathing pistons bludgeon and flail
Stripping to the bone
Retund mandrels levigate
Just raw material
Your pound of flesh for the suzerain
Toiling, rotting
Life slowly dissipates
Consumed, inhumed
In a corruption line, mechanized
By mincing machinery, industrialized, crunched and brutalised
A grave to the blind

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"Arbeit Macht Fleisch" as written by M. Amott J. Walker

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