Slave Labor (Archetype 2004) /Industrial Death Metal/ [Los Angeles, USA]
Slave Labor
My chains are paper thin, and they're welded with ink Sealed inside a legal trap, so tight blood don't leak A contract with a devil, for a life of disdain See me in the limelight, an indentured slave
I blame myself...
God, help me pour this gas on me! I need to drown in flames to be free! Help me pour this gas on me Help me pour, this gas on me
God help me pour this gas on me
Chock another product for the mass to consume The flocks of mindless sheep that have corporately groomed Ignorance through apathy, like drones in the hive A slave on the prayer wheel in conformed disguise
I blame myself...
God, help me pour this gas on me! I need to drown in flames to be free! Help me pour this gas on me Help me pour, this gas on me
I sold my soul...
God, help me pour this gas on me! I need to drown in flames to be free! Help me pour this gas on me Help me pour, this gas on me