Servants Of Progress lyrics
Song information
Artist: Misery Index Album: Retaliate
Lyrics
Bred for the wheel..
Running like a dog far too long Waiting for a chance to 'be' Learning your lessons with pride then fall into line Your class inclination is to work Consume And breed You bury your dead where you eat But never forget this world is infinite
Work another day Punch that clock Watching your life pass by Sucking all flesh from the bone Your fruit all but rotten A spectar comes haunting again as babylon sleeps Your enemies once were your friends Your lovers Your life...all dead
You 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...?
[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
"Retaliate" album track list
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