They keep on enslaving us, the same old bread and circus
For so long it’s been this way, a vicious, endless service
They own almost everything, but they still crave for more
Their goal: We own nothing, happy slaves at their door

They start the wars, send us to die, while they stay safe and sound
Creating cultures to numb the minds, on hollow, empty ground
They make the problems, bring the cures, a twisted, cruel design
Improving for themselves, while for us, it’s a decline

Drunk on the power of money, they thirst for more control
They want to kill without a trace, to steal our very soul
They live in the shadows, pulling strings, on those who make us kneel
Money and blood within their hands, a dark and wicked seal

The people grow more numb each day, blind to the obvious game
Libertinism’s called freedom, a lie to hide the shame
The world lives in a fake peace, no lessons learned from the past
A fragile, thin, and brittle thread, a peace that cannot last

Oppression’s subtle for the blind, but crushing for the aware
It gets worse every single day, despair hangs in the air
Apocalypse feels like a hope, a release from this despair
Desperation, vices, fear, a world beyond repair

Drunk on the power of money, they thirst for more control
They want to kill without a trace, to steal our very soul
They live in the shadows, pulling strings, on those who make us kneel
Money and blood within their hands, a dark and wicked seal

Our bodies tremble with fever, we just get used to pain
We fight each day just to survive, another day to gain
They think they own everything, but hope remains above
Justice will fall upon them all, with divine, righteous love

Drunk on the power of money, they thirst for more control
They want to kill without a trace, to steal our very soul
They live in the shadows, pulling strings, on those who make us kneel
Money and blood within their hands, a dark and wicked seal

Shadows of control, you will fall