Through this thievery
I'm cheated of my precious time
Anaemic, starved, in depravation
Hope once cherished lost
Pawn, prisoner -
Your blood is not your own
A thousand apathetic eyes
Yet not a single tear
A different kind of slavery
Seemingly chosen
Thieves are what you are
Bought right from the start
World-order degenerate
Preaching scavenger art
(I dreamt the world was a better place than it is)