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Monopolists and financiers

Preachers and profiteers

Perverters and perverts

A slough of liars

Pandars to authority

Foetor, fungus, the stench

Of heated skin

Last Squalor, Utter Decrepitude

Store promisses

Endless possibilities

They preach

Liberty and pursuit

Of happiness

They teach

We were told to expect

But history repeats itself

Tragedy and torment still remain

The poor can´t afford to eat

They steal and beg in vain

Like a black beetle burrowing

Into the shit

Slashing themselves with knives

Is their answer to the game

Of the weak and strong

This is the honour of a nation

A beast with a hundred legs

A bunch of pugs eating their litters

A head shot like a cannon ball

Toward a glass gate