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So who are you going to enslave today?
On what currency & stock will you lay the blame?
State legalized ponzi schemes
To wipe out classes
To prosper at the cost of those in need
Because there’s no stopping for you to feed that greed
Maggots
Vultures
Bow down and pave the way
The wolves in shepherd’s clothing are near
To feast upon what we think we feel
The wolves in shepherd’s clothing are here
To feast upon what we think we need
So who are you going to bury today?
Is ‘collateral damage’ a proper term to say?
State legalized executions
To wipe out classes
To prosper at the cost of those in need
Because there’s no stopping for you to feed that greed
To prosper at the cost of those in need
Is just the flawed side of democracy
You keep telling yourself that at the end of the day
There’s no peaceful sleep in the bed that you’ve made
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Where Nothing Is Sacred
02:09
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In this world where nothing is sacred
What have we done? We often ask
To deserve our grim fate
Where our lives are laid out to waste
Did we allow this? We wonder
To be forever pushed under
We burn ourselves at the stake
Enable, encourage
We let our demons in
To our very own backyards
Where we bury our sins
Enable, encourage
We’ve sold our lives out
By turning a blind eye
To this convenience’s cost
Enable, encourage
We keep eating that shit
Forced down our throats
While slaving comfortably
Enable, encourage
We obey till we die
While we fight for those bones
Thrown at us to survive on
Because in this world nothing is sacred
Why would our lives be?
Were we the ones to sign our fate?
By turning our heads the other way
Those broken mirrors conceal our shame
Were we the ones who gave this up?
Living in denial, in refusal
So proud to be ‘free’, while born a slave
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Shards
02:09
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“This world is fucking dead”
It’s what the CEO said
Looking down from glass towers
To streets covered with
Rivers painted blood red
Where we may roam to take back what’s ours
Pricetags, labels
Purchase, consume
Like ropes tying our hands
Pricetags, labels
Purchase, consume
Like guns held to our heads
The glass throne can no longer carry
The weight of mankind’s greed
The shards will tear us into pieces
And we’ll all be left there to bleed
Pricetags, labels
Purchase, consume
Like ropes tying our hands
Pricetags, labels
Purchase, consume
Like guns held to our heads
“This world is fucking dead”
It’s what the CFO said
Looking at the glass towers
Collapsed on our heads
Like a collective grave
Where our hopes and ambitions devour
The glass throne can no longer carry
The weight of mankind’s greed
The shards will tear us into pieces
And we’ll all be left there to bleed
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Devoid/Disposed
03:26
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Gave love
Gave blood
Devoid
Gave it all
Took hope
Took joy
Disposed
Took it all
What more is left there to give?
What life is left there to live?
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