Just like a fucking Frankenstein we created a bloody demon.
Assembling cadavers for the system.
Insane speculations, we lost control,
We lost it all.
We are the blood of the nations,
We are the wheels of the system,
We're a ruined today and smile at a fucked up tomorrow.
Are we just gonna stay here paralyzed,
Let the immaterial overtake our fucking world?
I'd rather bleed young on the barricade,
Than die bloody old full of remorse.
It's time for us to lead the parade.
What the fuck are we waiting for?
Can you feel the market' invisible hand? Adam Smith is haunting us all,
Pushing your head under the surface, making you drown.
Unhappy men, do you share my madness? Wake the fuck up;