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