Plastic Soul

A machine exists
A mass of refined
Iron one
Blinded with rivets
One for each human being
Who lost their life in its creation
It stands tall towering
To cast a shadow so large
We cannot see the sun
Through the laden clouds
Or the chains holding us in slavery

Plastic souls,modernized,civilized
Computerized disaster brutalizes
Dehumanized

Mass production mass destruction
Self extermination last days of humankind

Sexual lust turned out to work
Nervous tension turned to agression

Its gear turn never ending
Grinding and clanking so loud
We are unable to hear the cries
Of those who die for it
The machines still pull the nerves

Multinational invasions
Nuclear testing fireworks
Nature fucked off the face of earth

Plastic souls empty goals
Counterparts vacuum heads
Degraded-generation of deadheads