I'm always following in your wake I'm always cleaning up the mess you make I've got my weapons ready, here we go It will be over before you know I'm right behind you in the dead of night Keeping an eye on everything you trade You put a tag on everything in sight, but you Pay no attention to the mess you've made Hear me on this I will bring you the end of your world It's a bedtime story they don't tell the rich You are all on my watchlist and karma — Well, karma's a b**h Unseen hands are throwing the dice Systems crumbling beneath their weight Remember everything has got a price And every soul has an interest rate Evaluate the sum of your lies Put on your business smile and corporationalize What you brought upon others has come back for you You'll become what you used to despise Traffickers of lives and traders of fate Selling your dead lust across the sea And once you are free it is all too late They once paid for you, but now they'll pay for me Some blood has been shed, your greed has been fed As have the imp on your back the voices in your head Put your calls on hold and allow me this dance Reschedule your meetings and cancel your plans Always tainted, always scarred Sick of waiting, no holds barred Judgment fails and morals fade Cleaning up the mess you made Stay where you stand And get choked by that invisible hand In this corporate hell that will only compel you To retcon supply and demand I'll bring you down on your knees From the top of the world to despair I'm the solution, the treatment, and you're the disease I'll be the end of your line, no doubt — watch out Beware