No Reason To Believe

black and white print, rain wet papers. the liturgy of the movers and shakers. the angry rant of the homeless on the streets, while the elite still sleep on satin sheets. sell your mothers and daughters on the corner. sell your sons to the wars in foreign lands. learn to hate, to use, and to destroy... bow down to your gods made in the image of man. there's no reason to believe when you're hungry. when you're down on the bottom, nowhere to go. the law of liberty becomes the law of survival. you gotta pay for all the seeds that you sow. the cash register rings, another soul disappears, and the soldiers of oil have already won while the children down in the project, become users armed with hatred's guns... chase away the migrants, your fields are empty. leaving your fruits to rot on the ground. put your thinkers in jail and burn the books, but the walls of your kingdom are burning down. there's no reason to believe when you're hungry. when you're down on the bottom, noiwhere to go. the law of liberty becomes the law of survival. you gotta pay for all of the seeds that you sow.