The Lie of Luck - Leftöver Crack

This is my special place and time I set aside to rail against

Whatevers bugging me that comes into my mind

And every time!

I see your liar face and this ugly human race that lost

It’s way ten thousand years ago in this misanthropic

Fucking horror show!

Why must we kneel and bleed we’re always knocked upon

Our bloody knees until our bodies break our spirits ache

Just how much can we take!

And when I’m laid to rest I’d hope I tried my best to just communicate the fib

of fate, of caste, of class, of lot

The lie of luck!

Or give a fuck!

To turn the page!

Escape the cage!

Our final breath!

A violent death!

Sickness in waves!

In shallow graves!

All to get us free!

We’ve heard so many corporate lies all of our subjugated

Lives the world is breaking loose as we gladly place

Our Neck Inside the Noose!

Our sense of right & wrong is buried under patriotic

Songs of false flag liberty, our lives are lies

In Mental Slavery!

Say can’t you see?

To turn the page!

Destroy the cage!

Our final breath!

A violent death!

Sickness in waves!

In shallow graves

All to get us free!