Weighed and measured on a rust-stained scale
Another body put up on the sale
They stamp our numbers on the frozen skin
To count the hours that we lose within
No name, no history, just flesh and code
Carrying the weight of a broken load
They trade our muscle for a token share
While we breathe poison in the stagnant air

The hammer falls, the transaction starts
Selling the blood right out of our hearts

An auctioned shell in a dying town
They watch us bleed as they write us down
A human metric on a corporate board
Traded away by a ruthless lord

The ledger closes and the profit grows
While no one cares about the debt it owes
We are the inventory of the fall
Chained to the factory wall

The hammer falls, the transaction starts
Selling the blood right out of our hearts

An auctioned shell in a dying town
They watch us bleed as they write us down
A human metric on a corporate board
Traded away by a ruthless lord
There is no soul in the price they pay
Just rotting meat at the end of the day

Going once, going twice
What's the human market price?
When the copper turns to rust
We turn all your gold to dust

Auctioned shell
Traded away
No human price left to pay
The ledger burns

An auctioned shell in a dying town
They watch us bleed as they write us down
A human metric on a corporate board
Traded away by a ruthless lord
There is no soul in the price they pay
Just rotting meat at the end of the day