On a land without life
Nothing to destroy by production
Under the scorching sun
A place the rain forgot harbors death and exploitation
In the attic of old Europe
Souls die singing chaos fiction
Luxury and opulence are dope
We are blind, our judgment
Is stolen
Crossing the ocean
Because staying is suicide
To survive, you are drowning
In a lot of pesticides
This is the Slave Dance
This is the Slave Dance
Sinking tyranny dolls
You are shining with tears and blood
Your hope behind the doors
You clap your hands full of mud
Useless
Like cattle,
You're used to your last limit
Hopes taken hostage
Locked in dumps until the edge
Life taken hostage
Locked in dumps until the edge
You are used like animals,
Exploited and humiliated by the golden trap
Your oppressors must pay now
When society hides from us
The face of death and its parent
We must take our best thruss
To face the killers
And make their descent.
This is the Slave Dance
This is the Slave Dance
Sinking tyranny dolls
You are shining with tears and blood
Your hope behind the doors
You clap your hands full of mud