[Verse 1] Morning audit, iron calm Names get scanned at the turnstile A red barcode bites the wrist Then the clerk waves through the lunch queue Porcelain pens, polished floors Forms stacked to the ceiling vent Milk-white badges on the coats Cameras blinking over the desks [Pre-Chorus] No one flinches No one asks The line moves forward Under glass [Chorus] All accounted for All accounted for Keep the ledgers sealed Keep the ledgers sealed All accounted for All accounted for Turn the key Shut the gate [Verse 2] The children learn the routes From nursery cams to intake doors They trade their small warm hands For a ration and a barcode Factory bells, tea at noon Break room laughter, stamped and soft Someone says the quota rose Someone signs while the speaker hums [Pre-Chorus] No one flinches No one asks The line moves forward Under glass [Chorus] All accounted for All accounted for Keep the ledgers sealed Keep the ledgers sealed All accounted for All accounted for Turn the key Shut the gate [Bridge] In the archive, rows of cages Locked beneath fluorescent light Blessed by seals and quarterly sermons The market sleeps with open eyes [Final Chorus] All accounted for All accounted for Keep the ledgers sealed Keep the ledgers sealed All accounted for All accounted for Human stock By design
