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Shards

from Slaves EP by GHOSTCHANT

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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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from Slaves EP, released January 12, 2014

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