you just like to look down
with your superior eye
pretend like were all just waiting to die
while you laugh and point at our helpless cries.
you love to play master-
you love to crack the whip
you gather us all in chains
spread against the walls with your imps
you condemn us for the very sin you commit
But it's all just fun and games
with your slaves-
in your caves-
full of spiders and all things rancid
you slap us all with your acid
breath of lies and stupidity.
but oh what is this?
are we becoming immune
to your bullshit
and suddenly we can break the chains
suddenly we can free your slaves
suddenly our cries are not so helpless as before
and you don't seen so superior anymore.
