Let the money glutton kings recommence their laws with a hushed signature of starved power.
Silently wielding their supremacy blindly over the heads of a shackled empire.
A thirst so immense that it violently chokes the majority rule to have absolutely no clout.
A nation stripped naked of all rights from the fingertips of ravenous dictating wolves.
So simple for them to justify, so utterly effortless to execute.
The crowned kings spoon feed a crippling and fear mongering agenda.
With new commandments birthed and implanted, they compose phobias from the running blood of thousands.
Stand before your corporate Gods, intoxicated on money and power.