Feed The Beast # 2
E
Eric Cockrell
0
Altın Yaprak
cocksure, religious pure,
a double set of rules.
rich or poor, different doors,
they play us like we're fools!
Wall Street, dressed in sheets,
burning crosses in the fire.
homeless eyes, the future dies,
to feed the well paid liars!
the wheels of justice keep on turning.
you keep spending more than you're earning.
people keep dying, bodies are burning....
feed the beast, the world keeps turning!
Bu şiiri puanla
Henüz puan verilmemiş