Black Sun Empire - Obsolete lyrics

And oh brothers and sisters
I ask you to look at him
Does he have the marks?
Do you see them?
You see him as we were before the punishment
Before we gained grace
You see lying there the last of scientists, of bankers, of businessmen
The users of the wheel
Do we use the tools of the wheel as he does?
Is he of the family?
Is he of the sacred society?
Then what is he?
He is part of the dead
He has no place here
He has the stink of oil, electrical circuitry
He is obsolete
You are discarded
You are the refuse of the past

Before we gained grace
You see lying there the last of scientists, of bankers, of businessmen
The users of the wheel
Do we use the tools of the wheel as he does?
Is he of the family?
Is he of the sacred society?
Then what is he?
He is part of the dead

He is obsolete
Discarded
You are the refuse of the past