Death's Grasping Hand
The reins of a
Corporate government
Have been fixed into
A noose around the throats of
Those not powerful
Those not profitable
Those not acceptable
And guess where you land?
You're worked to death
To save your life
Just to find
It never lasts
You've been trapped
Into a system
Realized
By death's grasping hand
And every week
You've paid into a lie
Now, the help you seek
You wither and die
Only to be realized with death's grasping hand
Corporate government
Have been fixed into
A noose around the throats of
Those not powerful
Those not profitable
Those not acceptable
And guess where you land?
You're worked to death
To save your life
Just to find
It never lasts
You've been trapped
Into a system
Realized
By death's grasping hand
And every week
You've paid into a lie
Now, the help you seek
You wither and die
Only to be realized with death's grasping hand
Credits
Writer(s): Satan's Basement
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