The Beast Lyrics

You think this is broken,
This is how it's designed.
Illusory freedoms
Are hiding real crimes.
Markets have spoken,
Humanity's resigned.
Powerful fiefdoms
A sign of the times.


Your savings are stolen
Like colonised land.
Heads are hooded,
Like Guantanamo man.
Their pockets are swollen,
Like a broken hand.
Freedom is wooded,
Like there's a plan.

Food queues bruise
Like a pressured neck,
As hungry eyes cry,
Seeing their lives cut.
They're destined to lose,
Playing with a stacked deck.
They don't know why
The door slams shut.
Worship the beast,
Mammon and Moloch.
Dragon in the city,
Fire burns your hope.
You want to feast?
Live your life in hock.
No space for pity,
End up on the rope.

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