这一首《Slave Labor》lyric歌曲是由歌手Fear Factory演唱，发布于个人Archetype专辑里，H吉他网整理分享最新的完整版歌词如下：
Slave Labor – Fear Factory
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My chains are paper thin
我的项链薄如纸
And they’re welded with me
他们与我如影随形
Sealed inside a legal trap
被禁锢在法律的牢笼里
So tight blood don’t leak
滴血不漏
A contract with a devil
与恶魔签订契约
For a life of disdain dain dain
过着目中无人的生活
See me in the limelight
你看我站在聚光灯下
An indentured slave life
被束缚的奴隶生活
I blame myself
我怪自己
God help me pour this gas on me
上帝啊帮我把这玩意儿倒在我身上
I need to drown in flames to be free
我需要葬身火海才能重获自由
Help me pour this gas on me
帮我把那种东西倒在我身上
Help me pour this gas on me
帮我把那种东西倒在我身上
Pour this gas on me
把那种东西倒在我身上
God help me pour this gas on me
上帝啊帮我把这玩意儿倒在我身上
God help me pour this gas on me
上帝啊帮我把这玩意儿倒在我身上
God help me pour this gas on me
上帝啊帮我把这玩意儿倒在我身上
Choke another product for
再来一杯酒
The mass to consume
大量消耗
The flocks of mindless sheep that
一群没心没肺的绵羊
Have corporately groomed
一起培养
I endrance through apathy
我忍受着冷漠
Like drones in the hive hive hive
就像无人机在蜂巢里盘旋
A slave on the prayer
虔诚祈祷的奴隶
Wheel in conformed disguise
精心伪装的车轮
I blame myself
我怪自己
God help me pour this gas on me
上帝啊帮我把这玩意儿倒在我身上
I need to drown in flames to be free
我需要葬身火海才能重获自由
Help me pour this gas on me
帮我把那种东西倒在我身上
Help me pour this gas on me
帮我把那种东西倒在我身上
I sold my soul
我出卖了我的灵魂
I sold my soul
我出卖了我的灵魂
I sold my soul
我出卖了我的灵魂
I sold my soul
我出卖了我的灵魂
I sold my soul
我出卖了我的灵魂
I sold my soul
我出卖了我的灵魂
I sold my soul
我出卖了我的灵魂
I sold my soul
我出卖了我的灵魂
I sold my soul
我出卖了我的灵魂
I sold my soul
我出卖了我的灵魂
God help me pour this gas on me
上帝啊帮我把这玩意儿倒在我身上
I need to drown in flames to be free
我需要葬身火海才能重获自由
Help me pour this gas on me
帮我把那种东西倒在我身上
Help me pour this gas on me
帮我把那种东西倒在我身上
Help me pour this gas on me
帮我把那种东西倒在我身上
Help me pour this gas on me
帮我把那种东西倒在我身上
Help me pour this gas on me
帮我把那种东西倒在我身上
Help me pour this gas on me
帮我把那种东西倒在我身上
Help me pour this gas on me
帮我把那种东西倒在我身上
Help me pour this gas on me
帮我把那种东西倒在我身上
Help me pour this gas on me
帮我把那种东西倒在我身上
Help me pour this
帮我倒一杯
Fear finally became a factor for Fear Factory fans in 2001 when the band abruptly broke up over bad blood between guitarist Dino Cazares and vocalist Burton C. Bell. Longtime label Roadrunner dropped them; the future of Fear looked bleak. Luckily, bassist Christian Olde Wolbers was willing to take on the guitar spot, and the remaining Fear mongers hired ex-Strapping Young Lad Byron Stroud for the bass position. The result of this tumult is Archetype (Liquid 8), an angrily coiled album that balances its human-mechanism percussion and blistering guitar work with subtle keyboard backgrounds and Burton’s bipolar vocal turns, at once unleashing hell-bound screams and heavily reverbed, near-Goth turns toward singing (think vintage Sisters of Mercy). The echoing melodies of \
