Farming souls

Walls are padded with electric sighs,
Floor is glass but we can't see the floor.
We count the seconds with our hollow eyes,
While they log the prayers we all ignore.
They gave us numbers, called them holy bread,
Said "Just believe, it's all a part of the plan."
But every prayer just echoes in my head,
Like a rat that's running in a tin can.

We're warm inside,
Fed by the hand.
Blind to the lie,
We're nothing but livestock in this land!

RISE! (crash)
FEED! (stop)
Heaven for the pure! (dissonant bend)
Counter clicks and counts the meat —
We're just a herd in a cage, insecure!
WAIT! (crash)
EAT! (stop)
Light they guarantee!
But it's an energy machine —
They're farming souls... and harvesting me!

They watch us through the static of the screens,
Our tiny dreams are fuel for their machine.
They track the sweat, the shiver, and the scream,
To turn it into cold, electric green.
We store our guilt like fat beneath the skin,
A trophy for their hunger to begin.
The promised sky is just a lie they spin —
A fermentation chamber for the sin!

We're warm inside,
Trained to obey.
Rapture's a guide...
But who's pulling strings from the gray?

RISE! (crash)
FEED! (stop)
Heaven for the pure!
Counter clicks and counts the meat —
We're just a herd in a cage, insecure!
WAIT! (crash)
EAT! (stop)
Light they guarantee!
But it's an energy machine —
They're farming souls! (farming souls!)
They're farming me!

You think the silence hears your desperate call?
That's just the coolant dripping down the wall.
They don't adore us... no, they just digest,
And watch us pray... while putting us to test.

RISE! FEED! HEAVEN! (rush — all together)
Purity's a joke!
Counter skips the beat and spits —
The syncopation makes me choke!
WAIT! EAT! LIGHT! (sudden slowdown)
Fading into black...
Energy machinery —
We're never coming back!

Farming souls... farming me...
Harvest) complete...
Rapture... delayed...