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Nailed to the cross by just words Crucifixion complete Close enough to the fire To feel temptation's heat It's gone away to taste the ground Replaced by the incessant sound of fear There's a ring in my ears I'm bleeding from my heart Far away from love The execution starts Made us what we are today A lonely pile of disarray We are the children of a new regime We are the children of a new machine Mass production, thought controlled No, I never knew my heart No, never knew the love That made them fall apart It's gone away to taste the ground Replaced by the incessant sound we hear We are the children of a new regime We are the children of a new machine We are the children of a new regime We are the children of a new machine We are the children Ya, the children What of the children? We are the children of a new regime What of the children? We are the children of the new machine What children? The children What of the children? The children of the new machine We are the children of the new machine What of the children? We are the children of the new machine The machine, the machine The machine, the machine The machine, the machine We are We are