Let the money glutton kings recommence their laws with a hushed signature
Of starving power
Silently wielding their supremacy blindly over the heads of a shackled
Empire
A thirst so immense that it violently chokes the majority rule to have
Absolutely no clout
A nation stripped naked of all rights from the fingertips of ravenous
Dictating wolves
So simple for them to justify, so utterly effortless to execute
The crowned kings spoon feed a crippling and fear mongering agenda
With new commandments birthed and implanted, they compose phobia's from the
Running blood of thousands
Stand before your corporate God's, intoxicated on money and power
