Ruiner

How light could be Our darkest hour? None will be left When they Come to collect the blood debts All accounts will be dry Binary vessel Full of nothing but dust A vicious lust for control Has turned us into pawns For the faceless kings Sheds rivers of blood Turned the color of their lucre greed Fiscal commandments impel and We obey Obey... Obey... Will obey... The fury of the sun Has passed into The hands of men Whose hands Were already too fucking full Of abused strength and anger Of abuse and power Bio-economics Killing again and again