Turn on the engines of fear...
Turn on the engines of pain...
Turn on the engines of madness...
Turn on the engines of life and death...
One more child is born
Under the sun
Boy or girl it doesn't matter
Just a working one
Born dead, his fate is written
Life's shift has just begun
Behind a mask of freedom
Lies the technological scum
Another slave's been made
In the zombie factory
What are those things we create ?
Chorus
Machines remove his souls
Empty bodies the state controls
Another slave awakes for life
No name, no identity
Just the reigning ideology
Another zombie's ready to die
In the zombie factory
One more working man under control
A stupid fool, a powerless, filling the role
Strong chains look up his freewill
Mouth shut, he's to obey
Carrying the cross of anguish
Ready for an endless day
Another slave has died
Replaceable kind of life
'cause real zombies never die
Repeat chorus
Turn on the engines of fear ....
Turn on the engines of pain...
Turn on the engines of madness...
Turn on the engines of life and death...
Another slave's been made
In the zombie factory
We're everything we create