Mass For The Dead

Blindly we follow leadership of the psychopaths
Trust in their ways, promises of a better life
Crooks have been playing us for many years

All for personal gain
Hope for the common man aside
Shattered dreams, broken hope
We should have seen it coming

Conniving parasites
With no values, with no morals
Years in the past
Same shit as now, we've been cheated
We gather in the numbers
Like masses for the dead
Worship the betrayers
Give our lives all in vain

Wars are fought, day by day
Hope for the common man aside
Blood and sweat, life is hard
Just because of them

Scriptures have alluded before
Rise of the prowler
Year after year, masses are burned
Rise to the power
Spill of the blood, to curb up the race
Rise of the prowler
Greed and pride, blast from the past
Rise of the prowler

Tonight we group, unite
To fight the monsters
Today their lives will be
In the hands of the mob
It's time we took out our knifes
And murdered these conniving bastards
We've bled, relentless
Because of their deeds

Dance on their graves to mark their demise
Mass for the dead for the leaders that failed