A Grim Charade - Gorefest

A grim charade, this jester’s race

Its bleakness washes over me

This overpowered farce, technocratic state

Needs to be put back into its place

All the shit you throw now comes back at you

That’s when you wake up and realise

That this war cannot be won

The truth hits hard, the walls come down

Your nightmare has just begun

It’s a total invasion, devaluation, degeneration

Of your lust for wealth and power

Your pointless rules and accusations

The price to pay for the greedy nations

There’s no-one to help you now

Your threats mean nothing now

No-one to help you now

Your threats mean nothing

It’s a total invasion, devaluation, degeneration

Of your lust for wealth and power

Your pointless wars and accusations

The price to pay for the dying nations

No-one to help you now