We are in the dark World,
Dirt in our ears and under our nails.
Disease, stench, motivation growing old
While we slide forwards, blindfolded, like snails.
To Death!
Born to lose!
Our world is empty,
Like our stash of luck
We are in the Grey World,
We control the dark world.
Harm is around us, but we can
Step away for a beer and a piece of lamb
We do as is told.
Born to guide the losing.
Our heart is empty
Unlike our stomach.
We are in the gold world
We don’t care, to be honest…
About your heroes, you call bold.
We sit back, argue and call
Dark led by gray to do our
Dirty jobs, we cause
Let Them suffer [the suckers] wondering in the gauze
We think the world is ours,
Like all the lives.
We live in a invisible world.
You don’t know us, and never will.
We profit, unlike any other.
Harm is not around us, as it does not bother
We can’t be harmed, untouchables we are
The world is ours,
just like you are…
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