A devil's lust for wealth and power
Like a sickness it grows
You could not help yourself
Even if it was told
You traded the futures of many
Off the backs of their labour you sold
Now it's the devil that you work for and the company that you keep
Overwatch and control over you
That is what they seek
That is what they seek
Overwatch and control over you
That is what they seek
When they make you bend the knee
That is when you are weak
Overwatch and control over you
That is what they seek
Why they do it we can never really know
Maybe they know not what they do
But I dont think so
What about you?
A sexual lust and greed from you
That is what they seek
Now they've got you really poor and really f*cking weak
Inside their hearts it's a pentagram they keep
Overwatch and control over you
That is what they seek
Because their greed is a sickness, like one could ever know
But one day soon they will have to reap what it is they sow
Now you finally realise
Overwatch and control is all you see
So if you want to go on living like a sheep
Well that's all fine but when it goes wrong
Don't come and complain to me
Overwatch and control
Overwatch and control
Overwatch and control over you
That is what they seek
To keep you weak