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Job For A Cowboy lyrics : "Lords Of Chaos"

The blameless are succumbing
To the ravages of warfare
Built upon capitol and greed

The lords of corruption leave their people
To rot in the gore-riddened streets of chaos
Education, employment and health, all stolen

From the hands that deteriorate at the flesh
The slaving clench their fists
Pleading and praying for a redesigned future

As they reach the brink of renouncement
Dreading to open the mouth
And spill the words of loathing

For with this tongue will only bring execution
Hundreds upon thousands
All damned at the dawning of life,

All damned at the opening day of birth.

The manufactured gods detach these withered bodies

And sell the land to the highest bidder
Of the corporate elite
With death comes revenue, piles of profit and wealth

All generated in blood.

The blameless are succumbing

To the ravages of warfare
Built upon capitol and greed
The lords of corruption leave their people

To rot in the gore-riddened streets of chaos
Education, employment and health,
All stolen from the hands that deteriorate at the flesh

The slaving clench their fists pleading and praying
For a redesigned future as
They reach the brink of renouncement

Hundreds upon thousands
All damned at the dawning of life,
All damned at the opening day of birth

Hundreds upon thousands
All damned at the dawning of life,
All damned at the opening day of birth

Hundreds upon thousands
All damned at the dawning of life,
All damned at the opening day of birth

The manufactured gods
Detach these withered bodies
And sell the land to the

Highest bidder of the corporate elite
With death comes revenue,
Piles of profit and wealth

All generated in blood
Piles of profit and wealth
All generated in blood

Piles of profit
All generated in blood.

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