The Power Remain the Same

Spineless bastards, blood caked bones to bang their drums / Resonates in all of us as we dance like suckers / In blind delusion, kissing the master's ring Sacrifice ourselves and others to their charm We cheer with every bomb blast ripping through every village / Mourning parents of disemboweled children / We spit in their faces; we laugh in their faces / Kill yourself with a noose of your own device Strangle off the flowers and leave the thorns to fight Let the peasants eat shit, they're surely used to it Our lives go on...And when the next group of unfortunates get their turn at the gas chambers How loud will you cheer the soldiers marching them on / The rich stay rich and the poor die off quietly And the power remains the same (I am of the new revolution)