All Hail The Dead

(альбом: All Hail The Dead - 2004)

All hail the ones that take from life without giving back
What's ours is ours
Control is all you crave
A fucking paycheck is all you are

Our world is crashing down before our fucking eyes
Our world is crashing down before our fucking eyes

We strive to be perfect in this imperfect world
So watch her starve herself struggle to fit the mold
As she makes her self sick, it should make us all sick
We can't go on like this, we can't go on like this

Know your fucking role they say, as they die fighting beauty
But they never knew that they were truly beautiful
And we can't go on like this

With our brainwashed minds
As they die fighting beauty
Because we're slaves to the system

We can't go on like this, let the dead be dead
You corporate fuck, it's time to fight this
The status quo, it's time to fight this
Our broken families, it's time to fight this
Your billboard barbie, it's time to fight this

Let the dead be dead, all hail the dead...