| Do mourn, the glory days are gone | |
| Like roaches scattering under a beaming light | |
| Run out of history's backstage | |
| As your flags burn over spoiled | |
| Eden Looted for you to waste | |
| Kings of the hill, inflated frogs, staged heroes, die! | |
| Altogether | |
| World bowed in disrespect | |
| Clenching teeth, towering hate | |
| World won't ever know peace again! | |
| In none we trust | |
| Sowed salt within our soils | |
| Fed us what even rats spit up | |
| Perpetuating the times | |
| When wealth spoke the speech | |
| When wealth swung the whip | |
| On sweat sown your power | |
| Now harvest billions of enemies! | |
| Oppression is deserved for who complies to fit within | |
| It is fantasy freedom; tied to galleys we row | |
| Docile on our way down the food chain | |
| Livestock salivating at pellets in a trough | |
| A fate to which we almost fell | |
| Rolling meat screwed within the | |
| Machine Silkworms soon to be boiled, all others denied awakening | |
| Like cattle we were bred, raised and processed | |
| Baited in with hopes for none to achieve | |
| By scarecrows guarded under a gray sky | |
| No wonder we were all afraid to open the cage, never... | |
| Woe to you, mothers of all sores | |
| Woe to the defeated | |
| Great eagle fallen, feathered | |
| In ire crowds come marching | |
| Ignited, ablaze, exploding | |
| Don't you smell the sour stench of demise? | |
| Forseen all to nothing |
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