4 acessos
They're sleeping between satin sheets while huddled masses sleep in streets
Tucked in at night they lay and dream of corporate state theocracy
Two steps ahead, three goose steps back
While the sheep sleep the wolf attacks
Nothing recedes… nothing recedes like progress
Evil doesn't stop to breath, bleed till nothing's left to bleed
You're contemplating middle ground while empire heads release the hounds
You're dealing with a sick machine, where there's no heart there's no heart beat
Two steps ahead, three goose steps back
The masses sleep while their spines cracks
Nothing recedes… nothing recedes like progress
Evil doesn't stop to breath, bleed till nothing's left to bleed
This is class war
What are you waiting for?
For them to buy and sell your soul?
They already did
No rest for the wicked, for the wicked never sleep