Temple of stagnation 
Hives of glass and steel 
Monstrous edifice of enslavement 
All hope [bad word] between the gears 
Million bound in chains [bad word]  [bad word] cities made of bleached bone 
Abased before our gods of greed 
Grind the bodies of the sacrificed 
Inside the gears of the world machine 
Fossil fuel incense chokes the sun 
To usher in the final age of man 
Is this what we wanted 
Is this what we fought for 
Is this what we wanted 
Is this what we died for 
We dishonour the dead 
Process of restricted thought 
Enforced dogmatic action 
Kneel to alters of subservience 
Beg for scraps from bloated masters 
Lay our hands [bad word] soil 
And know we chose to violate the earth 
Billions weep under cloying skies 
Starless sunless cursed wastes 
Spread your arms wide 
And embrace this world we made 
For ourselves