The Ocean - Hadean - Sözleri

Sitting out the goosestep

Of the long march of the Yes-men

As their gold card wielding wives

Are consumed by bitterness

It takes a lifetime to conceive

That your days in the sun are but brief

So they snivel, and repeat the echoes

That buzz off every screen

No wonder that the sociopaths

At the top of the human thrash pile



Refer to us as cattle: we are branded, sold and fatted

We're raised for a purpose

A drear existence on the work farm

And then a quiet death in the nursing-barn

"You must pay your dues", cries the humble mind

We're distracted with excuses

Why we can't reach for the stars

And so we never spring to arms

To claim back what's being taken from us here

Every single fucking day "If you can't beat 'em, join 'em", another one cries... We're distracted with excuses

Why we can't reach for the stars

And so we never spring to arms

To reclaim what we are loosing

Every day

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