Текст песни
In the depths of the digital realm where shadows dance and fade
We’re the raw material in the hands of the trade
Our likes our comments our streams they harvest our souls
On the factory floor where emotions unfold
Factory of souls churning out our dreams
Turning feelings into currency in silent screams
You are the raw material mined for your worth
In the cold unfeeling hands of corporate earth
Every click, every post another brick in the wall
Of the fortress that steals the essence of us all
Emotional mining is the future they say with a grin
As we type away trapped in the cycle within
We’re just cogs in the machine spinning round and round
In the endless loop of the factory’s sound
Our voices chopped up our thoughts rearranged
In a world where profit is the only thing that’s staged
Factory of souls churning out our dreams
Turning feelings into currency in silent screams
You are the raw material mined for your worth
In the cold unfeeling hands of corporate earth
Despair settles in as we face the bitter truth
We’re exploited consumed in the name of youth
The weight of the system bears down heavy and deep
In the factory of souls where our spirits sleep
Factory of souls
Factory of souls
Factory of souls
