The Clockwork Lyrics

The clockwork is making a sound
Clockwork is ticking
Street crowd is ruling with sound
Clockwork is filled with sand
The blood out of veins it's dripping
The clockwork is running in battery
Clockwork on the wall in the factory
The clockwork is making a sound
It won't make another round
Classworld from the pit to the grave
Classwar, the social reality
The clockwork is making a sound
It won't make another round
Wage war and red flag
Classwar is still the reality

Some things fall apart
And I'm trying hard
When I look at your face
I see what I hate