Текст песни Misery Index - Servants of Progress, слова песни Misery Index

Текст песни Misery Index - Servants of Progress

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Bred for the wheel...Running like a dog far too longwaiting for a chance to `be`learning your lessons with pride then fall into lineyour class inclination is to workconsumeand breedyou bury your dead where you eatbut never forget this world is infiniteWork another daypunch that clockwatching your life pass bysucking all flesh from the boneyour fruit all but rottena spectar comes haunting again as Babylon sleepsyour enemies once were your friendsyour loversyour life...all deadYou are your own destroyer...Hang the masters from the highest tree and let their dead eyes stare back at their children...is this how we want to live...?

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Servants of Progress

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