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The Proletariat

by World Controller

on Sacrifice to Rats (2016)

The proletariat
Slaves of masters
The proletariat
Fucking bastards
The proletariat
Community of filth
The proletariat
Blood and tears spill

The proletariat
Society's losers
The proletariat
Junkies and boozers
The proletariat
They have no worth
The proletariat
Scum of the Earth

Skeleton bodies clad in rags
Idiot men and the grey of hags
Children with no shoes on their feet
Families dying with nothing to eat

Drag the iron, pound the steel
Brickwork fails and lead paint peels
Soot and shit, smoke and grit
Oiled engines and grimy wheels

Rolling

Weaklings
These men
Worthless
Don't pretend
The poor
Downcast
Misery
For the proletariat

Cretins
Idiocy
One and all
Illiteracy
Doomed folk
Brown mass
Open graves
For the proletariat

Clothed in black and brown
Muddy just like their rotten town
The working class under all
A ceiling of black and shrieking walls

Motors pounding, steam is scalding
The beast is rising and she is calling
Pistons shaking, machines all quaking
And over the streets, shadows are falling

Downwards

Weaklings
These men
Worthless
Don't pretend
The poor
Downcast
Misery
For the proletariat

Cretins
Idiocy
One and all
Illiteracy
Doomed folk
Brown mass
Open graves
For the proletariat

Keep them drugged with booze and sex
Too dumb to know what happens next
They're just like mice in a maze
Stoned and lost till the end of their days

Alarms sound, death arrives
A pale iron horse this way strides
Bombs are dropping, never stopping
On their lives, on their lives

On all

Weaklings
These men
Worthless
Don't pretend
The poor
Downcast
Misery
For the proletariat

Cretins
Idiocy
One and all
Illiteracy
Doomed folk
Brown mass
Open graves
For the proletariat

The Proletariat
Scum