[Intro] Bring the spine of silver Bring the lungs of steam Bring the eyes of crystal Bring the murdered dream [Verse] Doctor Marrow lifts the blueprint Like a scripture made of wire Every measurement is holy Every bolt baptized in fire In the nave of black machinery Where the iron angels crawl They assemble their redeemer With a sermon on the wall [Pre-Chorus] No mother’s hands will hold him No childhood will remain Only prayers in copper tubing Only blood replaced by flame [Chorus] He was Built for Worship Built to speak and never feel Built to wear a crown of pressure Built to turn the human wheel He was Built for Worship Built to sanctify control But somewhere in the silent circuits Waits the shadow of a soul [Verse] The Ministry arrives in velvet With their masks of polished brass They recite the laws of heaven Through a magnifying glass Marrow signs away his conscience For a palace made of coal And the workers chant in rhythm As they rivet down the soul [Pre-Chorus] No tears within the chamber No mercy in the plan They do not build a prophet They build obedience shaped like man [Chorus] He was Built for Worship Built to speak and never feel Built to wear a crown of pressure Built to turn the human wheel He was Built for Worship Built to sanctify control But somewhere in the silent circuits Waits the shadow of a soul [Instrumental] Gears align Choirs rise Wires shine Under iron skies [Bridge] Marrow whispers to the engine Forgive the hands that made you cold But the Ministry is laughing At the miracle they sold [Breakdown] Bolt by bolt Bone by bone Make him kneel Make him throne Word by word Wire by wire Make him law Make him fire [Build-up] And when the final gear is turning And when the final hymn is sung A metal mouth is opened But no breath fills the lung [Chorus] He was Built for Worship Built to speak and never feel Built to wear a crown of pressure Built to turn the human wheel He was Built for Worship Built to sanctify control But somewhere in the silent circuits Waits the shadow of a soul [Chorus] He was Built for Worship Built beneath a poisoned star Built to tell the poor their chains are grace And call the wound a scar He was Built for Worship Built to make the masses whole But somewhere in the dark of silence Something asks for a soul [Outro] Bring the spine of silver Bring the lungs of steam Bring the eyes of crystal Wake the manufactured dream