歌词
FROM THE C
RADLE TO T
HE COLD GR
AVE WE JUS
T GROW TO
BE ITS SLA
VES WE PRA
Y FOR MORE
JUST MORE
AND MORE A
LL THE MON
EY THAT WE
EARN EVERT
HING WE EV
ER LEARN I
S CAUSED B
Y GREED TH
E MACHINE
WAS BUILT
AT THE BEG
INNING OF
TIME ITS C
REATION PL
AN WAS AT
DEVILS HAN
D WE LIVE
IN A DREAM
WHAT WE DO
IS CLEAN A
ND THE PAY
MENT IS FI
NE GREED M
ACHINE GUI
DES US THR
OUGH THIS
DREAM WITH
A SILENT S
TREAM OF P
AIN WE OBE
Y AND WE F
EED THE GR
EED MACHIN
E LOW EMOT
IONS IN US
CALL GREED
MACHINE HA
S BOUGHT O
UR SOULS I
T´S IN OUR
HEADS WE A
RE HYPNOTI
ZED EMOTIO
NAL STERIL
IZED GOLDE
N HOUSES,
*** AND PO
WER IS WHA
T WE NEED
TILL OUR L
AST HOUR T
HE MACHINE
FEEDS OUR
HEADS IT K
EEPS US MO
VING ON WE
DESTROY EA
CH OTHER F
OR A BETTE
R JOB WHEN
WE GET OLD,
WE´VE THRO
WN AWAY IT
DOESN´T MA
TTER ANYWA
Y CAUSE WE´
LL BE REPR
ODUCED WE
LIVE IN A
DREAM WHAT
WE DO IS C
LEAN AND T
HE PAYMENT
IS FINE GR
EED MACHIN
E GUIDES U
S THROUGH
THIS DREAM
WITH A SIL
ENT STREAM
OF PAIN WE
OBEY AND B
ELiEVE IN
THE GREED
MACHINE