[Bruce Dickinson / Adrian Smith] Bring the toys out for the boys Let the children make their noise See the monsters in their metal cages Turn the lights down in your soul Cut the power to your heart See the carca** in its dying rages Machine men, cannibals of rust Machine men, iron bites the dust Machine men, built with feet of clay Are coming to sweep you all away What bitter vampire made you this? Gave you life with its d**hly kiss Ground your limbs to bloody stew Made a new machine of you Turned a nightmare into day s**s your breath, takes your life away Beating harder through your veins Someone else's cold remains Machine men, cannibals of rust Machine men, iron bites the dust Machine men, built with feet of clay Are coming to sweep you all away They're coming to sweep you all away Machine men, cannibals of rust Machine men, iron bites the dust Machine men, built with feet of clay Are coming to take you all away Machine men, cannibals of rust Machine men, iron bites the dust Machine men, built with feet of clay Are coming to take you all away They're coming to sweep you all away Iron - in the soul