Song Lyrics

Bred for the wheel...
Running like a dog far too long
Waiting for a chance to 'be'
Learning your lessons with pride then fall into line

Your class inclination is to work
Consume
And breed
You bury your dead where you eat

But never forget this world is infinite
Work another day
Punch that clock
Watching your life pass by

Sucking all flesh from the bone
Your fruit all but rotten
A spectar comes haunting again as Babylon sleeps
Your enemies once were your friends

Your lovers
Your life... all dead
You are your own destroyer...
Hang the masters from the highest tree and let their dead eyes stare back at

Their children
... is this how we want to live...?

Jason Bennett Netherton, John Cristopher Voyles

The duration of Servants of Progress is 2:14 minutes and seconds.