Terrible Past

They pick through the rubble feet bloodied or lost
We sit in our armchairs and try count the cost
Hellfire burning above in their sky
And the stories we're told will never say why
We are slaves, we are slaves in a battle that shouldn't be fought
Combine us, harvest us fulfil the wrath

We think we got it tough 'cause our raise didn't come
Well try live in a house that's been met with a bomb
Where heros send robots with lazer red eyes
They can see through the walls but they can't hear the crys
But they are slaves. They are slaves and we better do something right fast
Or the future we leave will be a terrible past

Well I'm old enough now I should talk like a man
But I'm just like you I don't know if I can
Ya see monsters are clever they don't hide in the dark
They sit in their boardrooms and take walks in the park
They are slaves money's slaves well how could mankind come to this
Fortune and greed sit atop of the list
We are slaves, we are slaves and we better do something right fast
Or the future we leave will be a terrible past



Credits
Writer(s): Jim Carbin
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