spectre

a spectre is rising in the world today, born of disaster, fed on dismay, from the shackles of slavery, toil and pain, the people are rising to stake their claim, a taste of this whip is all that you'll need, to keep you in line, keep you down on your knees, we are the bastards of mammon, we're here to stay, keep you bowing and scraping 'til your dying day, a spectre is rising from sea to sea, a global solution for a global disease, a spectre is rising from sea to sea, divided you're conquered - united we're free, miles above you and worlds apart, the bastards of mammon are playing their part, to fatten their bellies and hollow our hearts, dystopian nightmare - war is art, the face of the master is the face of the whore, hungry for money, always ready for more. hear him scratching just outside of your door, to feed on your children and conquer your shores, one if by land, two if by sea, three when we find you, down on your knees, blinded by prophets sick with disease, with holy irreverence, we do as we please