Servants of progress Lyrics
| Song | Servants of progress |
| Artist | Misery Index |
| Album | Retaliate |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Netherton | |
| Bred for the wheel... | |
| Running like a dog far too long | |
| waiting for a chance to 'be' | |
| learning your lessons with pride then fall into line | |
| your class inclination is to work | |
| consume | |
| and breed | |
| you bury your dead where you eat | |
| but never forget this world is infinite | |
| Work another day | |
| punch that clock | |
| watching your life pass by | |
| sucking all flesh from the bone | |
| your fruit all but rotten | |
| a spectar comes haunting again as Babylon sleeps | |
| your enemies once were your friends | |
| your lovers | |
| your life...all dead | |
| You are your own destroyer... | |
| Hang the masters from the highest tree and let their dead eyes stare back at | |
| their children | |
| ...is this how we want to live...? |
| zuo qu : Netherton | |
| Bred for the wheel... | |
| Running like a dog far too long | |
| waiting for a chance to ' be' | |
| learning your lessons with pride then fall into line | |
| your class inclination is to work | |
| consume | |
| and breed | |
| you bury your dead where you eat | |
| but never forget this world is infinite | |
| Work another day | |
| punch that clock | |
| watching your life pass by | |
| sucking all flesh from the bone | |
| your fruit all but rotten | |
| a spectar comes haunting again as Babylon sleeps | |
| your enemies once were your friends | |
| your lovers | |
| your life... all dead | |
| You are your own destroyer... | |
| Hang the masters from the highest tree and let their dead eyes stare back at | |
| their children | |
| ... is this how we want to live...? |
| zuò qǔ : Netherton | |
| Bred for the wheel... | |
| Running like a dog far too long | |
| waiting for a chance to ' be' | |
| learning your lessons with pride then fall into line | |
| your class inclination is to work | |
| consume | |
| and breed | |
| you bury your dead where you eat | |
| but never forget this world is infinite | |
| Work another day | |
| punch that clock | |
| watching your life pass by | |
| sucking all flesh from the bone | |
| your fruit all but rotten | |
| a spectar comes haunting again as Babylon sleeps | |
| your enemies once were your friends | |
| your lovers | |
| your life... all dead | |
| You are your own destroyer... | |
| Hang the masters from the highest tree and let their dead eyes stare back at | |
| their children | |
| ... is this how we want to live...? |
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