On The Might Of Princes my hands landmines landfills

anglo, you built the tallest and put us in the earliest.
grave robber- your a true soldier, color said so.
on one knee we broke ice caps color said so. because i said so.
we keep the crime down with a face mask,
and keep our mouths shut with a night stick.
dont your legs feel weak sometimes in the morning?
we crawl to the guards, beg for our legs back. such a shame to end up here.