Ancient ways ensnared in the monetary grip Sons and daughters slaved by the wage and the whip Our way of life crushed, as our lives drown in work Is this what we're to think, that a human life is worth?
Burned out fields and broken, black factories Echoing names of the dead who came before me Who yearns to breathe this acrid, acid air? Who among us bleeds for a better life beyond despair?
Eaters and eaten - deathwork, so nauseating Master and servant - deathwork immisertating
The Eaters and the Eaten - eaten alive Hours spent in the shadow of the mill Days turn to weeks as our lifeblood spills
Burned out fields and broken, black factories Echoing names of the dead who came before me
Eaters and eaten - deathwork, so nauseating Master and servant - deathwork immisertating
From the rare earth mine, to the longshore line Survival is a burden, that we can not relent
The Eaters and the Eaten - eaten alive Hours spent in the shadow of the mill Days turn to weeks as our lifeblood spills
Falling through the cracks, we bring down the anvil of dissent From ash-caked eyes, thousand-mile stares Gaze upon a world where this system is extinct and nevermoreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
