Death on Credit

June 21, 2012 by  

Join the “Cult of Amateur” here
Selfish, Malignant, inducer of greed
Infested with thousands, the fields are alive

 

Open your eyes
Take a good look
At the yellowing crust
You’re stuck on a hook
The Spread of the rot
There’s plague on this land
Bring out your dead

 

A thousand wired networks corrupting the grid
Insatiable swarm of digital grubs
Encrusting the ploughshare, destroying the crop

 

Open your eyes
Take a good look
At the yellowing crust
You’re stuck on a hook
The Spread of the rot
There’s plague on this land
Bring out your dead
Bring out your dead

 

Death on Credit, Death On Credit

 

Death on Credit, Death On Credit
The song of the rats, leaving the sinking ship
What will you do when the money runs out?

 

Death on Credit, Death On Credit
The frozen gates of hell, at last, swing open
A spark of hope, the blink of a madman

 

Death on Credit, Death On Credit
Strung from a hook, locked in a block of ice
Condemned to a death by a thousand cuts

 

Death on Credit, Death On Credit
Condemned to a death by a thousand cuts

 

Words by Mark from Last Under The Sun

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