Survivors of a wasted land,
fed with an unknown brand
You watch the forests fall -
the stars collide,
and you soylent green tonight
Your dreams are fake and
you're always waiting,
just to get your soylent green tonight
Oh, we're the bondage people,
Oh, we're the bondage people tonight
You slows lose your understanding,
no one knows what happens when
You die tonight
Your body's changing,
nothing's wasted and you're slashed and hacked to,
soylent green tonight
(M:Maile / Meyn, T:Meyn)