We overcame the chains of subjection
Surpassed the times of servitude and slavery
Just giving rise for a new era of exploitation
We always aspire benefit
We hunger for as if it‘s our only hope
To save our place in the battleground of our personal demise
Our heroin
Once tasted, we never get enough
Profit is our religion, the charter to corrupt intentions
The only command we count on: the betrayal
Welcome to the fall of grace
Is this the downfall of us?
Is this the downfall of men?
Falling
I won't be swallowed by your apodicted avarice
I won't be this shallow existence
I won't be this shallow embodiment of greed