All dressed in uniforms so fine We drank and killed to pass the time Wearing the shame of all our crimes With measured steps we walked in line We walked in line They carried pictures of their wives And tattooed arms to prove their lies They walked in line Full of a glory never seen They made it through the whole machine To never question anymore Hypnotic trance, they never saw They walked in line We walked in line (Alternates between the two until the end of the song.)