Come to Me you willing ones
Blind and sick on rotten m-eal
One by one like fatting cows
Snap you jump and blink you y-ield
~Chorus~
Th-e good, will not be cloned
But you are m-ade by the, wheels that turn
Th-e good, will not be cloned
You know in t-ime you will, be found and rev-ealed
Keep the bleeding sheep in count
You’re all numbered ounce by ounce
No trace of nobility
Us poor starve on crumbs You l-eave
~Chorus~
A decade of being forgotten
(2X)
N-o more
N-o more
