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So here comes the plague of society
Ripping off parts of humanity,
Sucking the last drops
Of blood from the poor
Eating their life
And their money...

You planed this sickness
Of this world,
The slavery is a work of yours,
The moral of this life
Don't apply to you,
The earth is falling down
And you are laughing
At this curse...
But it doesn't matter after all,
You're a bankster,
You're selling your soul
To become rich
And powerful
Above all things
Stealing, crushing, destroying,
For your own economy,
The blood dripping
Of your money
Will be your legacy...

We are a blood feast
In this hunting sea and you,
You are the predator,
We are sheeps in this fence of society and you,
You are the wolf...

The morals of this life
Don't apply to you,
The earth is falling down
And you're laughing at this curse,
The earth is falling down
And you're laughing at this curse,
But it doesn't matter after all,
You're a bankster,
You're selling your soul
To become rich
And powerful
Above all things

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