Vultures circle overhead Drawn by the smell of the dead Feeding on the rotting flesh Another communal death Falling behind as payments continue to rise Write new laws to eviscerate not civilize Paint over local culture as they sanitize Carnivores walk the streets and cannibalize Hiding behind an official disguise Appropriate and repackage your life There's nothing but money Nothing to stop this cleansing Mob when- They come to the streets Defend what's left- With everything It's not the money- But numbers we bring Everything when you have nothing Everything when you have nothing left