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Die for freedom in a rich man's war

Die from a gunshot on your walk to the store

Die because you can't afford the operation

Die from an overdose, die from starvation.

Die in the hallway shot full of holes, die in the alley with a begging bowl.

Die from suicide because you don't fit in,

Living a lie in someone else's skin.

The gears have rusted

Broke and busted

Proletariat rage

In the disparity of a new Gilded Age

Capital kings laugh on their thrones

In kingdoms constructed of the worker's bones

Poverty in this corporation nation

Classist division breeds blame and hatred

We all want unity but I can't get behind

The normalised unjustified class divide

You might ask well isn't it your own fault

Half of you don't care the other half are in a cult

They can manipulate the market and not pay tax

The bourgeoise shall get the axe

Die from opioids that they prescribed

Die in the streets beaten and brutalized

Die because the cops broke down the wrong door

Die in a crowded cage at the border

Take your last breath gasping for air

Because Millions of people are too selfish to care.

Commodified, desocialised, disruptors are vilified

No thriving, just scraping by

A new age of fascism disguised as innovation

Unregulated avarice starves a dying nation

Guillotines and bloodstained walls shall render exploiters extinct

Proprietary culture programming what we think

Paycuts will come at the price of a head

Corporate carnage, crypt currency will paint the nation red.