Cogs and Wheels 歌词

A blind, old, gold, gold cold, fanatic multitude Jarring and destroying each other in the labyrinth in which we were enclosed There are no straight roads Cogs and wheels in the whole globalised machine Placed in a natural state of war with the newly - formed ones We become antiquated before they can ossify A blind, old, gold, gold cold, fanatic multitude Jarring and destroying each other in the labyrinth in which we were enclosed There are no straight roads Cogs and wheels in the whole globalised machine Placed in a natural state of war with the newly - formed ones We become antiquated before they can ossify For when a people is are not willing or able to fight for its their existence Providence in its justice has decreed that people's end Providence in its justice has decreed that people's end The world is as stupid as it is forgetful In our present false and decadent period A fight for survive survive has begun Mightier than the earth has ever seen What a man really wants, is what he hopes and believes