Bacchus - Parasite | Текст песни

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• Bacchus
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The dream is about to dry up, as freedom drowns
Oil will float to the top, with fiscal hounds
This parasite can’t sustain itself, its sucking dry
Feeding on debt let the upset rise
There’s something the world still hasn’t learnt
Pawns droning away, illusion of security
It's your last chance of these dying days
These statues bring their own to the dead
Smoke filled lungs, how they wait until burnt
Follow the rest to the grave, reciepts they wont pay

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