The more you make the more that you need By your possesions you are defined (defiled in time) Long before later years you will be Dead from the emptiness left inside (witness my mind) There will be... (chorus) No retreat, No surrender At my feet will lay the heart of man No surveying ruins, no more failures I will kill them all Spinning your wheels through the sands of time Faceless purveyor of ignorance (by grand design) Moving through mazes so meaningless Your life a fiction inside your mind (the dream has died) There will be... (chorus) Your youth a fabrication Most choices not your own Your life must fit their model - Conformist, conforming The hidden truth is that you're Discarded when your old Your work your worth to mankind Deformed by lies untold The unseen strings controlling, Their hand involved in all The numbing comfort it brings - Reformist, reforming They bring you up to their chest And lure you to their fold Your mind a spinning play thing Broken they take you whole Conform, Reform, Deform They'll try to break you, Don't let them take you (defiled in time) Conform, Reform, Deform They'll try to break you, Don't let them take you (witness my mind) Conform, Reform, Deform (All of these people are laid to waste) They'll try to break you, Don't let them take you (by grand design) Conform, Reform, Deform (All of these people are laid to waste) They'll try to break you, Don't let them take you (the dream has died) There will be... (chorus)