All dressed in uniforms so fine
They drank and killed to pass the time
Wearing the shame of all their crimes
With measured steps they walked in line
They walked in line...

They carried pictures of their wives
And numbered tags to prove their lies
And made it through the whole machine
With dirty hearts and hands washed clean
They walked in line...

Full of a glory never seen
They made it through the whole machine
To never question any more
Hypnotic trance - they never saw
They walked in line...

They walked in line...

Walked in line - walked in line