I have seen the poor man tremble
Pushed backward toward the end of the line
He believes in a fallen superpower
Herein lies the agony of our time
Into the ashes
We have no voice to call our own
Into the ashes
We have no place to call our home
This engines running on fire
And I don't know if it will sustain us
This engines running on fire
Will it be enough to save us?
Can it be enough to save us?
By day we pound the streets
Poverty stricken
We are crushed by the system
There's nothing so binding
Hopeless, hungry
Waste our time
By night we act like kings
Wasting fortunes
We are crushed by the system
There's nothing so binding
Vapid, empty
Waste our time
Crushed by the system
There's nothing so binding
