They've been replaced
Pieced together with spare parts
Look at their faces
Batteries for hearts
What does grass feel like, soft under their feet?
Time won't pass, steel strikes, no wonder, dull fleets
Sailing through dark nights, failing in stark lights
Drying the lubricants that make them move like man
They've been replaced
Pieced together with spare parts
Look at their faces
Batteries for hearts
What do their eyes see in ultraviolet scans?
No windows to ecstasy, no righteously violent man
Swinging tables over thieves, collecting what they leave
Dispensing the stolen coins to the poor unjoined
They've been replaced
Pieced together with spare parts
Look at their faces
Batteries for hearts
What could thoughts be like in their CPUs?
From programmed filtered sites, no them, no I, no you
All movement machine, all dissidence routine
Every fighting part, a forgotten art
They've been replaced
Pieced together with spare parts
Look at their faces
Batteries for hearts
