Hate the fucking fact that fucking money breeds hate
The never-ending lies and greed that is creates
Chewing our world to the edge of extinction
‘Cos when wealth's an addiction there's only on prediction
No help is coming – We're lost and alone
Dark tides are turning – There's fear to the bone
No help is coming – We'll reap the death we've sown
Dark days are dawning – Strangling our own
There's only us
We must save
Our own selves
From ourselves
Feeding the nailed god
Centuries of violence surging at our backs
Just throw money at the church, it'll keep your souls intact
That that we've created bringing our seas to the boil
All our haunted thrones built on blood and oil
No help is coming
There's only us

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