Catching Rats

You’re just a slave, only a stranger to yourself/
Like a prisoner caged in your head

Go!

They only want you to remain in your role/
A spineless puppet under heartless control/
They whey you back into the dream they’ve built/
Of peace and joy until the last one’s killed

Faceless creatures, pulling on the strings/
A pile of cash traded for the life of innocents/
Willing to gamble, only profits on their mind/
As long the market grows, the gaze with greedy eyes

And with the pied deceives they set/
They catch us like rats/
They play their pipes, they’re selling death/
They are the catcher, we are the rats

Blegh!

They only want you to remain in your role/
Eat, work, fuck, sleep and don’t question the monopoly/
They only want you to stay in the line/
They blow up people, but it’s the stock that flies high

Faceless creatures, pulling on the strings/
A pile of cash traded for the life of innocents/
Willing to gamble, only profits on their mind/
As long the market grows, the gaze with greedy eyes

And with the pied deceives they set/
They catch us like rats/
They play their pipes, they’re selling death/
They are the catcher, we are the rats

Faceless creatures, pulling on the strings/
A pile of cash traded for the life of innocents/
Willing to gamble, only profits on their mind/
As long the market grows, the gaze with greedy eyes/

With greedy eyes/
Oh!

And with the pied deceives they set/
They catch us like rats/
They play their pipes, they’re selling death/
They are the catcher, we are the

Rats!

Blegh!

We are the/
Rats!

Go!

They only want you to remain in your role/
Eat, work, fuck, sleep and don’t question the monopoly/
They only want you to stay in the line/
They are the catcher, we are the rats