[Intro] [whispers] Sirens call…code red is on… [whispers] Broken systems…another fallen one… [whispers] Rushed lives they do…struggle through.. [whispers] Digital angels, or corporate voodo0... [Verse 1] Street medics run where violence roams, For the few that code says has new homes, They are called to code red all their skills, Where credit decides if body still feels, Each pulse a reminder of a life on line These coded duties are theirs in this space and time. [Pre-Chorus] Every life is rated, from top to very last, With codes that dictate who lives all the fast. This twisted system plays their corporate tune, While others suffer where broken souls bloom. [Chorus] In this system where few truly strive, (COLD EFFICIENCY KEEPS PEOPLE UNALIVE.) Those with credits receive a new fate and a new dawn, (WHILE REST ARE FOREVER TORN AND FORGOTTEN ON.) [Verse 2] From lower levels, where broken pieces lay A Med-Sec unit arrives, to save the pay. Metal and code where their hearts must reside. To do their best no matter where you now reside, They see too much, know more than they should feel, How the system is designed to leave people unable to heal. [Pre-Chorus] Every life is rated, from top to very last, With codes that dictate who lives all the fast. This twisted system plays their corporate tune, While others suffer where broken souls bloom. [Chorus] In this system where few truly strive, (COLD EFFICIENCY KEEPS PEOPLE UNALIVE.) Those with credits receive a new fate and a new dawn (WHILE REST ARE FOREVER TORN AND FORGOTTEN ON.) [Bridge] For some its heaven, for other a living hell. Who do have choice, only those elite that sell. Some receive fast tech, while others only grief And they still dare to name it "saving their belief"! [Break] [Verse 3] Med-Sec must still arrive to mend all the broken pieces. A living witness to these corporate deceases, These broken systems will soon lead them all to fail, These broken pieces show how real does decay and frail! From this new view they all try to make new paths to grow What new future will it bring is not what they might have wanted to show? [Pre-Chorus] Every life is rated, from top to very last, With codes that dictate who lives all the fast. This twisted system plays their corporate tune, While others suffer where broken souls bloom. [Chorus] In this system where few truly strive, (COLD EFFICIENCY KEEPS PEOPLE UNALIVE.) Those with credits receive a new fate and a new dawn, (WHILE REST ARE FOREVER TORN AND FORGOTTEN ON.) [Outro layered vocal harmonies] This siren cry calls out in every street. Where lives are barcoded from head to their feet, This all was built by code and greed now, This truth for what they hide always do come now, [Fade to end]
