Deep it goes the rolling thunder
Desert cracks and pulls humanity under
Struggle for breath the essence of death is near
Follow the clowns and do as they tell you
Plate that message in gold to sell you
Liberties lost and freedom will disappear
Life falls away
From those it must embrace
Those golden gates are dirty now
The luster faded away
How do you rise when the boots upon your face?
Day by day the truth becomes known
Games with rats, I'll take their damn throne
Killing is sweet and I'm growing fond of the taste
Life falls away
From those it must embrace