Solstice Coil - Even Poets Die lyrics

A line of naked empty faces Was stacked up in the courtyard Stripped with shiny matching fabrics Big ideas, flowing down the drain Like tasteless grains in the air They all hoped to make a difference In a land Where blind men live forever Even poets die When dirt means more to you Than man We shall soon all turn to ashes In your behalf We were modified at birth Adjusted to hypothetical borders Destined to morph Into someone else's dream Shine your shoes Or be locked away We're just preparing you For the ultimate surrender Of your foundations