Slither

We’re fighting fire with fire
Gasoline on the anger
Throw the rich in the pit and let them try to bribe death
They will burn so crisp
Wearing thousand dollar suits
Made by people that will perish to support their kin

In ash
We’ll bury you
The dust will settle under our feet

They claim the world and then cower
The one procent with the power
Take the head off of one and see the new grow out
You can kill the snake
Burn the serpent in it’s nest but another one will always slither out to take their place
Vile, corrupt schemers
Vicious, bastard deceivers
Bred in filth and spawned from devil’s waste
Acquisition of power
Follow blood from the kings Smell decay and you will know them by their trail of death

In ash
We’ll bury you
Nothing will ever come to an end
Goodbye
No tears for you
The dust will settle under our feet

Burn the wicked
Kill the sickened