Текст песни A Barbaric Time - The Professor

Step out of nowhere
To home but archaea
Cars skirting streets of confusion
Paved with dust
No ladies or lords
But on silver screens
The economically trodden
With eyes cast down

Is this the time or place
A shot in a million
Playing against odds
What hope for success
With so much uncertainty
In a jungle sans camouflage

When thievery is necessary
Not just for you and me
Zeitgeist of depression
Child of recession
The chaos of history
And mad repetition
Of people who won't learn

On the run from the the law
Just for trying to live
When money's to be had
And there's none to give
Remember lady justice
Where does she hide today

We've entered a barbaric time
Where it's kill or be killed and get ahead
With unrest in the west
And the world on the brink of war
Yet again