Circles of the human chain.
Turning for the wheels of gain.
A system with a power of it's own,
to draw blood from a stone.
Every hour like the last.
Tomorrow like the day just passed.
Bearing down upon the flesh and bone,
to draw blood from a stone.
Old machines that never stop,
even if a man should drop.
Mercy never lets her face be shown.
They draw blood from a stone.
Turning for the wheels of gain.
A system with a power of it's own,
to draw blood from a stone.
Every hour like the last.
Tomorrow like the day just passed.
Bearing down upon the flesh and bone,
to draw blood from a stone.
Old machines that never stop,
even if a man should drop.
Mercy never lets her face be shown.
They draw blood from a stone.