I'm testing those beneath from high above Convincing his belief for what you love Baiting every hook with filthy lies Another shower turned to hide lies Is this oppression just in my mind? No more questions, get back in line Play with your life, the duller the knife, the longer it takes But now it's your turn, the ashes will burn and wither away Leaving your bones out on the stones, picking them clean And carving the truth while honesting you to feed the machine The key is forever turned to grind the mice Will you become the fuel for sacrifice? Power absolutely off the show A piper blows his flute and off you go Is this obsession behind your eyes? No more questions, get back in line Play with your life, the duller the knife, the longer it takes But now it's your turn, the ashes will burn and wither away Leaving your bones out on the stones, picking them clean And carving the truth while honesting you to feed the machine Why must the blind always lead the blind? Get back in line, get back in line Why do I feel like the fault is mine? Get back in line, get back in line Why must the weakest be sacrificed? Get back in line, get back in line Get back in line, get back in line No more questions, get back in line Just get back in line Play with your life, the duller the knife, the longer it takes But now it's your turn, the ashes will burn and wither away Leaving your bones out on the stones, picking them clean And carving the truth while honesting you to feed the machine Thanks for watching!