Cold Grip of the Iron Hand Lyrics

At your school, across the land

The cold grip of the iron hand

Guides the moths to the light

Where they're squished without a fight

The way they're taught to stop all thought

They're just people to be bought

Slaves to the rules of society

Encumbered by the rich man's greed

Thrown to the soup of salaries

Nine to 5s and tyranny

Born in a world of factories

Unkept promises and fantasies

You go to school, and you learn

To follow rules, yet you yearn

For a new life, fresh restart

You're talented, you're not smart

You sit at school, and you wait

Wasting your time, filled with hate

For all the world, and the state

And start your life, you're too late

Told to fit the norm, and living

Paycheck to paycheck, day by day

Propaganda, no misgiving

Slowly signing your life away

Taught to leave your friends behind

Do shit till you lose your mind

Just ignore your inner voice

It won't help if there's no choice

Graduation comes around

And you leave your little town

So you collapse to the ground

Not prepared to fall right down

So you fall into the void

Emerging from school all destroyed

Now your brain is left devoid

Torn, confused, and unemployed