Escaping the sharks, to be eaten by wolves

Look at the fucking faces

Disgustingly stoic and always the same

The spokes in the wheel

The ghosts of routine

The fucking machines that have no names

Fall under the weight of the world

Like a thousand screams in one, suffering in unison

Escaping the sharks, to be eaten by wolves

Look at the fucking faces

Disgustingly stoic and always the same

The spokes in the wheel

The ghosts of routine

The fucking machines that have no names

Fall under the weight of the world