I feel the cold run up my back
This can't be happening
Please take me away
To another place
Put me on display
When will this blood stained curtain be pulled

Our blind eyes don't see the signs
Young minds build on me mechanical design
Will the hate stop in time
Or do we just live to die

You are controlled by what you can't see
It makes life nothing
Nothing but a show
Built to burn
And take you down too
When will this blood stained curtain be pulled

Raise the curtain
Lets get this done with
Play out your life
Along the preset course
Follow the rest
Also do as your controled