We overcame the chains of subjection Surpassed the times of servitude and slavery Just giving rise for a new era of exploitation We always aspire benefit We hunger for as if it‘s our only hope To save our place in the battleground of our personal demise Our heroin Once tasted, we never get enough Profit is our religion, the charter to corrupt intentions The only command we count on: the betrayal Welcome to the fall of grace Is this the downfall of us? Is this the downfall of men? Falling I won't be swallowed by your apodicted avarice I won't be this shallow existence I won't be this shallow embodiment of greed