Let the money glutton kings recommence their laws with a hushed signature
Of starving power.
Silently wielding their supremacy blindly over the heads of a shackled
A thirst so immense that it violently chokes the majority rule to have
Absolutely no clout.
A nation stripped naked of all rights from the fingertips of ravenous
So simple for them to justify, so utterly effortless to execute.
The crowned kings spoon feed a crippling and fear mongering agenda.
With new commandments birthed and implanted, they compose phobia's from the
Running blood of thousands.
Stand before your corporate God's, intoxicated on money and power.