Turn on the engines of fear... Turn on the engines of pain... Turn on the engines of madness... Turn on the engines of life and death...
One more child is born Under the sun Boy or girl it doesn't matter Just a working one
Born dead, his fate is written Life's shift has just begun Behind a mask of freedom Lies the technological scum Another slave's been made In the zombie factory What are those things we create ?
Chorus
Machines remove his souls Empty bodies the state controls Another slave awakes for life No name, no identity Just the reigning ideology Another zombie's ready to die In the zombie factory
One more working man under control A stupid fool, a powerless, filling the role
Strong chains look up his freewill Mouth shut, he's to obey Carrying the cross of anguish Ready for an endless day Another slave has died Replaceable kind of life 'cause real zombies never die
Repeat chorus
Turn on the engines of fear .... Turn on the engines of pain... Turn on the engines of madness... Turn on the engines of life and death...
Another slave's been made In the zombie factory We're everything we create