Текст песни Poverty of Self - Currents
The
broken
suffer,
brought
to
their
knees
The
guilty
prosper,
consumed
by
greed
A
vicious
cycle
stuck
on
repeat
The
innocent
stripped
of
humanity
You
build
your
walls
to
keep
us
in
Imprisoned
in
our
apathy
You
live
a
life
of
selfishness
While
we
carry
the
dead
weight
Corruption
Endless
division
fuelled
by
fear
Destruction
The
end
is
drawing
near
The
broken
suffer,
brought
to
their
knees
The
guilty
prosper,
consumed
by
greed
A
vicious
cycle
stuck
on
repeat
The
innocent
stripped
of
humanity
The
classes
separate,
watching
as
the
guillotine
swings
Crippled
with
no
recourse,
they
begin
to
take
the
lead
Ushering
an
age
of
dynasties,
we
are
never
free
This
is
Hell,
this
is
Hell,
poverty
of
self
You
build
your
walls
to
keep
us
in
Imprisoned
in
our
apathy
You
live
a
life
of
selfishness
While
we
carry
the
dead
weight
Corruption
Endless
division
fuelled
by
fear
Destruction
The
end
is
drawing
near
Poverty
of
self
Powered
by
a
blood-red
greed,
you
lurk
Searching
for
a
means
to
spread
your
meaningless
worth
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