Misery Index - Meet Reality (7" version) lyrics

[Netherton / Jarvis] Outside your gated homes The world begins where your street ends Yet in time, your demons will come crawling back Praise God for what you have in life For your wealth is as hollow as the heart you hold inside A nightmare in three dimensions This opulence embraced by man Reapers of the peasant's harvest Gorging on the fat of the land Caged in worldly mansions Picking va**als out from the poor Worship at the altar of avarice Where Bourgeois man is born As dead men walking spoiled earth Who spend their shining coffers dry With thirst never quenched nor quelled ...You ever think to question "why"? Outside your window of comfort It's like night of the living dead For each dime you bleed from another The stench of your poverty spreads Defining the world in equations Commodity prices and fees You see other humans as cattle To service the gluttonous beast A werewolf's banquet Of ostentatious parody Masquerading fortunes Ama**ed through servility As you eat them alive... now meet your slaves Gomorrah caving in, on your precious homes Four walls falling fast...