Living in this factory in darkness and dust Dying like slaves working class holocaust We should battle for freedom and right No more slaves by day and slaves by night Pulling the dying from their beds Sending the starving to the streets Listen, listen to my blood it beats the same You stand corrupt with cold heart Your mercy is both deaf and blind You give neither love or pity Bring us voices of freedom We stand tearless Our children lie on the battlefield It's the rich mans way You work you work you work The human machine void of soul No feeling no thought no reason no rest You dream of happiness, lifе without pain They say that dreams nevеr come true, well I say that they do So dream a dream when you walk through your factory door We share our dreams from our factory floor