Regurgitated Lullaby For The Born Dead - text
Suffocating on hope of better days
Questioning minds fed with the myth of opportunity
Unwanted: Still essential
Exploited: As they want
Born-Dead: But shall rise
Can't become a master when you're born slave
Slavery for the shut mouths
So that masters
Keep sleeping in
Their castles built of gold
Will soon start to burn and turn to ashes.
The production equation doesn't bring wealth
For everyone, a thing to benefit the fortunate
Ones/empowered ones. Awake the born dead.
- Comforting Prejudice
- Profitable Kill Count
- Totalitarian Hypnosis
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