Paroles de The Eaters And The Eaten
Ancient ways ensnared in the monetary gripSons and daughters slaved by the wage and the whip
Our way of life crushed, as our lives drown in work
Is this what we're to think that a human life is worth?
Burned out fields and broken, black factories
Echoing the names of the dead who came before me
Who yearns to breathe this acrid, acid air?
Who among us bleeds for a better life beyond despair?
Eaters and eaten, deathwork, so nauseating
Master and servant, deathwork immiserating
The eaters and the eaten, eaten alive
Hours spent in the shadow of the mill
Days turn to weeks as our lifeblood spills
Burned out fields and broken, black factories
Echoing the names of the dead who came before me
Eaters and eaten, deathwork, so nauseating
Master and servant, deathwork immiserating
From the rare earth mine, to the longshore line
Survival is a burden, that we can not relent
The eaters and the eaten, eaten alive From ash-caked eyes, thousand-mile stares
Gaze upon a world where this system is extinct and nevermore
Who yearns to breathe this acrid, acid air?
Who among us bleeds for a better life beyond despair?
Eaters and eaten, deathwork, so nauseating
Master and servant, deathwork immiserating
The eaters and the eaten, eaten alive
Hours spent in the shadow of the mill
Days turn to weeks as our lifeblood spills
Burned out fields and broken, black factories
Echoing the names of the dead who came before me
Eaters and eaten, deathwork, so nauseating
Master and servant, deathwork immiserating
From the rare earth mine, to the longshore line
Survival is a burden, that we can not relent
The eaters and the eaten, eaten alive From ash-caked eyes, thousand-mile stares
Gaze upon a world where this system is extinct and nevermore