A grip on you like an addiction A selfish need for something more Who it hurts is inconsequential When you get what you’re looking for
Avarice, the muse that guides you You are the sum of what you gain But it won’t buy your soul redemption The kind of wealth you can’t obtain
The pigs are at the trough Their hunger won’t subside Awash in their own filth Awash in their own lies
No sense of empathy Corrupt in word and deed I hate you for what you represent I hate for your greed
Think of yourself before all others To hell with grace and charity They just impede your blind ambition They just impede your gluttony
The pigs are at the trough Their hunger won’t subside Awash in their own filth Awash in their own lies
No sense of empathy Corrupt in word and deed I hate you for what you represent I hate for your greed
Step on the necks of those beneath you And claw your way up to the top But don’t look to me to find compassion When you inevitably drop
The pigs are at the trough Their hunger won’t subside Awash in their own filth Awash in their own lies
No sense of empathy Corrupt in word and deed I hate you for what you represent I hate for your greedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
