Lyrics

Wake up and shake your bones out
Stand up and let the pain drown out your fear
Forget your gelatine limbs
Cut all the puppet strings and disappear

Then we will build an army
From every wounded carnie marching
And we will cage the jailers, bang in the nails

If they shut me down and I hit the ground
Would I make a sound?

Pull up the roots beneath you
Pick off the shoots that grow between the seal
Disobey your motor functions
Give your body to the turning pistons, belts and wheels

And we will storm the factory
Unshackle and release the battery breeders
Then we will burn the casings
Laying everything to waste

Rolling over in a womb
I’m falling into underwater plumes
I’m floating on a geothermal stream
Adrift in broiling currents of smoke and steam
Washed up on the shore
And crawling on all fours, exposed and raw

If they shut me down and I hit the ground
Would I even make a sound?