---

Trickle trickle trickle down, blood from a wound

Bullet from a barrel and a body on the ground

Societal collapse, imploding on itself

The cause of death: accumulation of wealth

Social murder, barrel of a gun pointing down down down.

Plastic planet, hollow world

Taken for granted no returns

The sky obscured by the ash, oceans filled with islands of trash

Run the racket for big oil, invade and pillage, take the spoils

Pray for peace while missiles rain, you know nothing will ever change.

Trickle trickle trickle down, blood from a wound

Bullet from a barrel and a body on the ground

Societal collapse, imploding on itself

The cause of death: accumulation of wealth

Social murder, barrel of a gun pointing down down down.

Plastic planet, disposable life

The greed of the few becomes everyone's blight

Wasting our hate, we throw it away

When the sins of the rich are on full display

Thwarting communist regimes

Before the world can see what socialism means

Playing God in the Middle-East, blowing civilians to smithereens

Trickle trickle trickle down, blood from a wound

Bullet from a barrel and a body on the ground

Societal collapse, imploding on itself

The cause of death: accumulation of wealth

Social murder, barrel of a gun pointing down down down.