Monotone, the grinds
Wheezing and coughing with you
They praise the night (Precious the night)
Breathing the lust inside too
Feckless, distortion
Greys and into the pine
Forever the abortive
They stay awake from the grind
All night and all day
The ghosts that haunt this place
All fly around, away
Deep into endless space
Let's kill, let's die
We're all equal tonight
The factory, their vie
Let's all shame them tonight
