Die, rust, and rot away, this last war does not have a name

A cancer on this lifeless carcass called the world

not one left in peace, a policy of mandatory greed

eats its way across this nation built on lies

we are all just post-modern slaves

who don't give a fuck as long as money is made

buy-sell-believe these three words are just what you need

at birth we are hooked for life into soul-less, selfish, power fight

the last hope fades, and chaos starts to multiply

a paradox of fucking hate and lies, is nothing real at all?

are you for sale or me?

its all the fucking same, world devolved

emotions are the dying gasp-dissolved

its just a rotting faith

blind we sleepwalk into history

victims of the first-world's sodomy



the fire burns inside, we've left the past for dead

lets spread the wealth among us and kill the rich instead

their broken crosses falling, no longer on our knees

our revolution storming from sea to bloody sea