This is the day which the lord hath made I've ran with the hare and hunted with the hounds All those hardy years I've lied to myself
Wolves on the throne Bastards in control Holding the strings and the shackles And running the world and the people
They own the machines and the underling Who whip our landscape and squeeze the tears out Demons are here to stay Demons are here to stay They live in cities and from their concrete booths They keep on watching and just give a damn
Raping and destruction Human waste invasion Wasteful utilization Irresponsible pollution No hope for anyone No home for anyone Meaningless promises Tearing down the innocent
Kill, kill Rape, rape And consume Get enriched Before others
Wolves on the throne Bastards in control Holding the strings and the shackles And running the world and the people