Interpret:

Fear Factory

Album:

Digimortal

Walk through the ashes of man
Skin like fields on fire
Pain is only a weakness
Death is just an escape


We are connected like tissue
Feed on the shame you've raised
Why continue the harvest?
We are already dead


No one can reap these scars we've sown


There is no morning sun
No falling rain
For acres of skin


Wait! Can you hear the machines?
Gears that cultivate flesh
Why continue the harvest?
We are already dead


No one can reap these scars we've sown


There is no morning sun
No falling rain
For acres of skin


All I want and wish for
Is to end this suffering
All alone and unaware
All primed up for dying


Without face, without mind
Without dreams, without memory