Glow
Sell your soul to a god in corporate clothes
Toll on your bones for capital growth
Trade a life for a home all paid in loan
So the leeches keep a place on the throne
I won't subject to
Exploitation
Lay down your wrenches
The machine won't stop
If we keep feeding it coal
Glow
How dare you call it freedom
When you're bound by chains of gold
Your labor fuels their engines
While your fire's bought and sold
Clocks counting down your lifetime
While their pockets overflow
They profit from your downfall
While you're growing weak and old
Bow to a lord that counts his gains
Oil-soaked hands and blood-ridden stains
Break your spine to build their tower
Hierarchy won't equal power
I won't subject to
Exploitation
Lay down your wrenches
The machine won't stop
If we keep feeding it coal
Burn
No more chains
No shackles on our feet
Expropriation
No more chains
No shackles on our feet
Expropriation is imminent