Disaster on disaster approaches In such a degree, it has become Just another story World society has turned his back against those in need Because his eyes are watching the stocks We are dead, enslaved in mind and soul With an expressionless face, we go to work. What we do, we do for ourselves. Your worries and struggles Wont get us down Money is what we hunger for. It is in our blood, it runs through our veins Our ba*tards are ruling, but soon well let go And bomb their empires into democracy. Oil is our payment blood is the medium As soon as the pipe is secured well take our leave In our industry, minerals are found, With the origin from Africas cellars Lives are lost, but for what cause The satisfaction of greed? If that is the case Greed has triumphed And is currently gloating over humanity