They roll the nickles
They built the stage
They make the monsters
And we cast the blame
From demonization
To arms
To arms
Dissent is the rule
And decree of the nation.
Esoteric power
The law of the land
There are no hand shakes
Without money in hand
They ride a trojan horse
But the timber's a pyre
We hang by it's tail
And we're all set afire.
They built the stage
They make the monsters
And we cast the blame
From demonization
To arms
To arms
Dissent is the rule
And decree of the nation.
Esoteric power
The law of the land
There are no hand shakes
Without money in hand
They ride a trojan horse
But the timber's a pyre
We hang by it's tail
And we're all set afire.
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