You shake hands with the hunger and the pest You killed babies, enslaved children and take all of the rest "This is business", what you say, but will you think the same, When your own child is working till it dies?
You kiss the feet of the hunger and the pest 'Cause it's money, 'cause it's profit "and it's good when it lasts" So you get your wealth by the poverty of others The world's for you a playground and the market is your toy
I don't see much difference between tyranny and your company Your greed is growing as my hate does against your fucked up slavery
I won't let you win this battle, one day you will fall