To never give up, to never give in 
Becomes a vision of impossibility 
A the bombardment worsens 
Narrowly defined roles now easier to play 
To never give up, to never give in 
To the incessant intoxication of the senses 
The allure of the machine 
Is a full time job without pay 
Fighting for survival 
Can we call it life? 
when the beating of hearts has ceased 
Can we call it life? 
with our days spent taking a beating 
Can we call it life? 
When our daze reeks of death 
Can we call this life?