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Oh, save yourself, flee the curse

Paid to see the light of some far future

giving you hope

All those western promises

breaking the last ties

to be at mercy of utilization

It is your number, that's your worth

would you kindly explain your own contribution to the nation’s wealth

We place your life in queue

Why should you break ranks

If we toss the coin

would your life turn out to be worth our half-hearted try

How far would you crawl

to bow down to an equal logic of blame

Go, break your ego, seal your fate

This fable needs a storyteller

Readapt your actions well

You’re ready to be the c*nt inside their frame

This is the logic of existence, a social law we chase

We line up and, as fate has it, the real odd man out is you

And will we toss the coin before you scrap the plan to contribute your share

Break your ego, seal your fate

storytellers need a victim

Reimburse our mercy, pay

The invoice of human rights is billed to you

This is the logic of existence

a social law must pursue

Yeah just the fight for existence

a social law we chase

We line up and, as fate has it, the real odd man out is you

Devour the strange

Keep the fear that made you flee

in the guise of your utility

Exploiting is neat, since we are the lesser curse

Praising the fiasco in our world

to support those actions deemed as fate, deemed as your fate

All the ethics we spread

dash against the gap between mindset versus deed

Raise consent, raise consent again

for a future of candor