A gear to Grind

*Verse 1* Bound in the clockwork that they’ve created, Chained to the mechanisms, lives confiscated. We turn and grind, just pieces in the grand deceit, Breaking for a system, our hearts in defeat. *Pre-Chorus* Circuitry of flesh, we’re ghosts in the machine, In a dance of despair, where no one is seen. Grinding our spirits till they disappear, In this relentless cycle, our fate is clear. *Chorus* Spinning gears, in endless strife, Wearing down, we bleed our life. Round and round, our souls confined, In the heart of this grand design, We were never meant to shine. *Verse 2* They wind us up, we serve our endless chore, Lost in the chaos, we beg for something more. Each revolution, a moment lost in vain, Forever turning, captivated by the pain. *Pre-Chorus* Circuitry of flesh, we’re ghosts in the machine, In a dance of despair, where no one is seen. Grinding our spirits till they disappear, In this relentless cycle, our fate is clear. *Chorus* Spinning gears, in endless strife, Wearing down, we bleed our life. Round and round, our souls confined, In the heart of this grand design, We were never meant to shine. *Bridge* Intertwined in sacrificial complication, We’re bound by our own subjugation. The machine breathes life to none, In this clockwork, there’s nowhere to run. *Solo* (Instrumental Solo - passionate and intense, reflecting the internal struggle.) The machine breathes life to none, In this clockwork, there’s nowhere to run. *Solo* (Instrumental Solo - passionate and intense, reflecting the internal struggle.) *Chorus* Spinning gears, in endless strife, Wearing down, we bleed our life. Round and round, our souls confined, In the heart of this grand design, We were never meant to shine. *Outro* We fall apart, one cog at a time, Lost in the noise of their grand crime. Our legacy is the dust we leave behind, In the gears of their endless grind, Forever turned, forever blind.