[Music: O.Zissel]
[Lyrics: T.Clark, A.Bulgaropulos, A.Geremia]


Melt to the beat of the drum
Melt to be one, to be one


What thou wer'st, what thou be
Creature of the hatchery
Not a man reeling free

Bear this mark of destiny

Alpha, Beta, Gamma and Delta

Is the song that society sings
Soma coma, $#&@ing by numbers
And consume as much as you can


Free from love, free from hate
Sterile and stable

Urge and instinct channeling
Feeling disabled


Pour the genes into the mould
Of what is needed
Engineer conformity

The pool is weeded

[Chorus:]

No more devils, no more heaven
Grave new world
Free and killing or bound and willing

Slave or savage

Dear the calm weighed in souls

But the matter goes untold
What was one man's alone
Multiplies in wretched clones


Endless columns,
mother of sameness

Breeding life in a clinical way
Fear of flowers, learning and playing
For the ones

that are meant to be slaves

Factoried, standardized

Humans conditioned
Play the part
that they're ascribed

No free decision

No More doubt, no more quest

Nothing but answers
Whispered twenty million times
Til all believe them


[Chorus]


We are clay in the hands
Of those who make us
In a vision not our own

Blindfolded robots

God is dead, man is god

Above his fellow
Nothing here's an accident
But you will not know


[Chorus]