I am what you want me to be
Death held by your hand
Fortune of lost despair
Stolen all token of dreams
Lifeless keeps pushing on
Prospect of man is dead
Fought to make your life real
You can do no wrong...

Starved knowledge of the past
Sinking in your decay
Fooled by your enemies
Where there is a will there is away
Lifeless keeps pushing on
Prospect of man is dead
Fought to make your life real
You can do no wrong...

Lifeless, lifeless
You can do no wrong...

Lifeless keeps pushing on
Prospect of man is dead
Fought to make your life real
You can do no wrong...