the beast

pack up your things

your work here is done

a slave to the beast

no mercy with time

no mercy with time

they brand you with the fire

then push you into the sun. they want the free land to expire

they want everyone to be numb. the worlds drinking from a cup that no one wants to share

words from the king that no one wants to hear

don't be running late are you on time today

retrench me because of machines

kids trading roses for guns

track mark under the sleeve

i can't talk i need to run

loves thrown away the ring

not knowing what to say

mama won't you sing

it's like you're cut by the blade

don't be running late are you on time today

don't be running late are you on time today

don't be running late