The System
Pyramids of chiseled stones, crushing the bones, of the
Hebrew slaves
Pyramids, Pharaohs' graves, home of the dead, created by
anguish
Under the sweltering sun, the work is never done, death the
only finish
In
Wall Street, Bull Market, Baal is their Lord, mammon their
reward
Tombs of doom, Zombies of the apocalypse, savagely kiss the
empress
Defined as cruel, the Queen of Fools, in darkness she rules
The number of the beast, mocks the least, Satan cackles at
his feast
They fornicate in brutal hate, devouring the blood of the
common man
Calm waters run deep, the believer can keep what he has
promised
For liars never realize that doom shall consume, a rancorous
perfume
Ideals, they are real, a vision one cannot steal, take,
break or shake
Systems come and systems go look at once mighty
Powers rise and powers fall, a surge of a sentimental sorrow
released
Greed is a cancer, an addict needing another hit, producing
paradise counterfeit
Insanity inflicts vanity, you curse profanity, when one
comes with humble truth
You shall know the deal, when we shall steal, your very
youth
For we have wisdom to change the system it is happening now
as we speak
Never confuse humility for being weak, soon we shall peak,
all is not bleak
There is tremendous power in turning the other cheek
We are the star, you tarry near and far, in desire it is us
you seek
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