Oh, save yourself, flee the curse
Paid to see the light of some far future
Giving you hope
All those western promises
Breaking the last ties
To be at mercy of utilization
It is your number, that's your worth
Would you kindly explain your own contribution to the nation's wealth
We place your life in queue
Why should you break ranks
If we toss the coin
Would your life turn out to be worth our half-hearted try
How far would you crawl
To bow down to an equal logic of blame
Go, break your ego, seal your fate
This fable needs a storyteller
Readapt your actions well
You're ready to be the c*nt inside their frame
This is the logic of existence, a social law we chase
We line up and, as fate has it, the real odd man out is you
And will we toss the coin before you scrap the plan to contribute your share
Break your ego, seal your fate
Storytellers need a victim
Reimburse our mercy, pay
The invoice of human rights is billed to you
This is the logic of existence
A social law must pursue
Yeah just the fight for existence
A social law we chase
We line up and, as fate has it, the real odd man out is you
Devour the strange
Keep the fear that made you flee
In the guise of your utility
Exploiting is neat, since we are the lesser curse
Praising the fiasco in our world
To support those actions deemed as fate, deemed as your fate
All the ethics we spread
Dash against the gap between mindset versus deed
Raise consent, raise consent again
For a future of candor